SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 7, 1861, p. 3, c. 2
The Importation of Opium.--One of the curious facts revealed by the publication
of Custom House tables is that there was imported into the country last year,
three hundred thousand pounds of opium.Of
this amount it is estimated, from reliable data, that not more than one tenth is
used for medical purposes.The
habit of eating opium is known to be spreading rapidly among lawyers, doctors,
clergymen and literary men, and enormous quantities are used by the
manufacturers of those poisonous liquids which are dealt out in drinks in the
saloons and groceries that infest every city and village in the country.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 8, 1861, p. 2, c. 2
Mrs. Millington, of Selma, Alabama, has been committed to Dallas jail, without
bail, on a charge of murdering a slave.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 11, 1861, p. 4, c. 1
"Will You Marry Me?"--On Sunday last was an occurrence in one of our
churches hardly suited for the occasion.After
service, a young man who carries the collecting plate, as usual put his hand in
his vest pocket to place upon it a piece of money before starting to collect.He dropped, as he supposed, a quarter on the plate, and, without looking
at it, passed around among the congregation.--Instead of silver, however, he had
inadvertently placed a conversation lozenge in the centre of the late, and all
were astonished, at seeing the lozenge with the words staring them in the face,
"Will you Marry Me?"The
young ladies probably thought this was an unusual mode of "proposing!"
but no doubt it was the sight of them which caused the mistake.--States &
Union.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 12, 1861, p. 4, c. 1
Short Hair for Ladies.--Several Northern ladies have been advocating, through
Godey's Book, the adoption of the fashion of short hair for ladies.We are sure no Southern lady will allow her head to be shorn, of
"the glory" of "its fair length."
Now, hear what St. Paul says about the matter in 1
Corinthians, chapter X, verse 14-15:
"Doth not even nature itself teach you that if a man
have long hair, it is a shame to him.
But, if a woman have long hair, it is a glory to her; for the
hair is given her for a covering."

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 18, 1861, p. 2, c. 2

The Grant Factory

This is one of the several Cotton and woolen Manufactories in and near
Columbus.It is situated within the corporate limits of the city
immediately on the Chattahoochee river, and was established about the year 1844,
and originally known as the "Coweta Manufacturing Company."The proprietors now are Messrs. Daniel and John J. Grant, of this city.The capital stock amounts to $60,000.The disbursements per annum are as follows:For labor, $12,000; sundry expenses, $5,000; for Cotton, $40,000; for
wool $10,000; making, in all, $65,000.The
Company manufacture, per annum, 800 bales of Osnaburgs, 480,000 yards; 300 bales
of yarn, 78,000 pounds; 200 bales of kerseys, 80,000 pounds; and 6,000 pounds of
rope, thread, &c., &c.The
total value of the productions amounts to $81,000, from which taking the
disbursements, $65,000, leaves $16,000.The Company give employment to about 80 hands, male and female, the
preference to the latter, for the excellent reason that it is much easier for
males to shift for themselves; while by giving the preference in employment to
females, many indigent widows and families are, we may say, rescued from
absolute starvation.The operatives
appear to be contented and are paid according to their competency to earn wages.Some can manage only one loom while others can easily manage
from three to four.Many poor
families, composed entirely of females, and dependent upon their manual labor,
are thus secured adequate means for their support, and with proper economy, may
gradually accumulate a competency.The factory is located at the head of the Canal for bringing into
requisition the water power to the city Factories, and has superior advantages
on account of it.The articles
manufactured are Kerseys and plain white Osnaburgs exclusively; but we learn
that the Company intend, in the course of a few weeks, to commence the
manufacture of Stripes, being already engaged in the necessary preparations.This improvement was demanded by the increase of their business and the
growing demand for that description of goods.During our visit, we observed that the gentlemanly and efficient Clerk
and book keeper Mr. O'Keefe, was filling a large order for Osnaburgs for an
extensive mercantile establishment in Selma, Ala.We are glad to learn that the success of the establishment warrants an
enlargement of its business, and take it as an earnest of the continued
prosperity which is destined to crown the manufacturing enterprises of this
"Lowell of the South."--Columbus Sun.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 18, 1861, p. 3, c. 2
Three girls, in Jacksonville, Vermont, braided thirty-six full sized men's
palm-leaf hats in fifteen hours, one day last week.The quickest time in which they completed three, was forty-five minutes.

Old
Abe's elected, so they say,And so is darkey Hamlin;
The Yankees think they've gained the dayBy negro votes and gambling.So let them have a happy timeWith pumkin [sic] pies and clam-bakes,Before they are through I'll bet they'll findThere's two sides to a pancake.

Old
Abe, they say, is making hash,And mixing up soft sodder,
With which he thinks to gull the South--But we know corn from fodder.So let them have, &c.

The
Cotton States are full of pluck--The border States advising--
The people all are waking up,And the Lone Star is rising.So let them have, &c.

From
Rio Grande to big Santee--From Gulf to broad Ohio--
From orange grove and cotton field--From canebrake, creek and bayou,
The minute men are gathering roundTheir firesides and altars;
Their hearts are touched, their blood is up,Their hands will never falter.

We
seek no quarrel with the North,If they but keep their distance--
But choose to guide our own affairsWithout their--kind assistance.
And if they come across the line,To gab, or act uncivil,
Or undertake to whip us in,We'll thrash 'em like the d---l.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 29, 1861, p. 3, c. 1
A little son of Ira E. Betts, of Jackson county, about twelve years of age, was
killed by being thrown from a mule, on the 17th instant.

SOUTHERN CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 1, 1861, p. 2, c. 1

That Flag.

The material of which it is made is Silk of a very fine quality, and has
elegant silk fringe all around it.It
has a fine gold tassal [sic] and cord, attached to the top of the staff.On one side of the blue field is inscribed:"Gate City Guards, from the Ladies of Atlanta, 1861."On the reverse is, "In Hoc Signo Vinces," (by this sign you
shall conquer.)The inscription on either side is surrounded by seven gilt
stars.The Staff is an elegant piece of workmanship, and was made and mounted in
the State Railroad shop.The spear was forged by Mr. Thomas Hainey, and furnished by Mr. Jacob
Staddleman, and the whole presented to Miss Hanleiter by Mr. John H. Flynn.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 1, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

A Sermon Before the "Gate-City Guards."

Yesterday morning, at ten o'clock, the spacious room in the City Hall was
crowded to its utmost capacity, to hear a sermon from the Rev. Dr. J. S.
Wilson--well known and universally beloved throughout this community--before the
"Gate-City Guards," previous to their departure for Pensicola, which
took place today at half-past one o'clock.It was a bright and glorious Spring morning, and the glorious orb of day
seemed prodigal of his cheering light, as if in mockery of the sadness within
many hearts at the parting with those who were near them, and whose patriotism
called them to the point of their country's danger.--At half-past ten, the
"Guards," with solemn tread, entered the room under command of Capt.
Ezzard, and quietly took the front seats, which had been reserved for them.After some excellent vocal music, the venerable Minister arose, and, with
evident emotion, read the morning lesson, which consisted of 1st, 46th,
and 99th Psalms.He then
offered up to the Throne of Grace a fervent, heart-moving prayer for the safety
and protection of our gallant soldiers, the salvation of all his hearers, and
the peace, prosperity and glory of our beloved land.He selected his text from the 13thverse, 6th chapter of Paul's
Epistle to the Ephesians:"Wherefore
take unto you the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to withstand the evil
day, and having done all, to stand."The first portion of his sermon was addressed to the congregation at
large, urging the necessity of all Christians wearing the armor of Godliness,
with which successfully to fight the great battles of life and win the
never-fading crowns of glory which are reserved for the faithful to the end.The learned Divine then took up the causes which have for forty years
been agitating the public mind and exciting apprehensions for our safety on the
part of the people of the South, and which have brought about our present
difficulties.With a master hand he
portrayed those causes, pointed out their remedies, and established the justice
of our cause.He implored the
blessings of Heaven on our threatened country and her gallant defenders.His features glowed with earnestness, and his eloquence and power as a
pulpit orator are peculiarly his own.All
who were present, listened spell-bound to his burning words, and were deeply
impressed.Many mothers, wives and sisters of those who left to-day,
earnestly lifted up their hearts in silent prayer for their safety.May their Christian spirits, like guardian angels, hover over and protect
our gallant soldiers from every temptation and evil, and from all harm.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 1, 1861, p. 3, c. 2-3

Flag Presentation to the Gate-city Guards.

Within a few days past, it became known to a few that Miss Josephine E.
Hanleiter had prepared a most elegant Flag of the Confederate States to be
presented to the Gate-City Guards, and that the presentation ceremonies would
take place this morning, which it did, in front of the large building of the
Franklin Printing Company.The sky
was overcast with dense clouds at early dawn, which continued to grow more
threatening till it terminated in rain about 9 o'clock.Notwithstanding this unfavorable aspect of the weather, early signs of
preparation for the approaching ceremonies were observable in the rapid passing,
to and fro, of men rigged out in military dress, and the gathering of a large
multitude of people on the platform and under the eaves of the Macon &
Western Depot, just opposite.The
windows of all the surrounding contiguous houses were filled with ladies.The long verandah in front of the Franklin Building was crowded with
ladies and misses, who stood there with umbrellas to protect them from the
falling rain.Every window of the
large building--and indeed almost every room in it--was crammed with human
beings, all eager to get a sight of the interesting proceedings.There were also a large number of persons on the top of the house,
despite the falling rain--so anxious were the people to see all that transpired.At a quarter past 10 o'clock, the heavy roll of the drum and the shrill
notes of the fife gave notice of the approach of the military.The procession was headed by the Fulton Dragoons, commanded by Capt. W.
T. Wilson; next came the Georgia Volunteers, under command of Lieutenant
Johnson; next the Fulton Blues, Capt. J. H. Purtell; next the Atlanta Cadets,
Captain Wills Chisholm; and the Gate City Guards brought up the rear.It was a splendid and imposing military array, every way worthy of our
city and the military spirit of our people.The Dragoons took their position in the rear, fronting the Franklin
Printing House--the Georgia Volunteers on the right flank, with the Blues and
Cadets on the left.Into this
hollow square, just in front of the Dragoons, the Guards were marched in fine
style.The rain and the travel over the street had made any amount
of mud and slush in the street, but the soldiers heeded it not.When all were arranged, Miss Hanleiter, accompanied by Miss Emeline Shaw
and Miss Mary Parr, emerged from Col. Hanleiter's residence and took their
position on the front of the pavement.Miss
Hanleiter bore in one hand the beautiful Flag which she had prepared, and in the
other an elegant boquet [sic] of choice Spring flowers.She rested the flag-staff upon the pavement, while Gen. J. H. Rice, on
the part of the ladies, made the presentation speech as follows:

CAPTAIN EZZARD AND SOLDIERS OF THE GATE-CITY GUARDS:

Why the assemblage here?Why
peals forth the note of martial music?Why
this Paraphernalia of War which I see before me?But a few short months ago, the citizens of what was then the United
States of America, were living in peace and harmony with each other.But in the course of events a fanatical party usurped the reigns of
Government, foisting themselves into power by the assertion of a principle that
was destructive to our very existence, to-wit:the infamous dogma of an Equality of the White and Black Races.While I, for the sake of not being considered contentious, would admit
that, in many respects, this doctrine would apply to many of the people of the
Abolition States of the North; yet we of the South rightfully insist that the
Black Race are, and should be, our Slaves, and we their Masters; and that such
relative status was given by the decrees of GOD; and which law of our society
was recognized by the Constitution of the United States, and which they were
bound by such solemn compact to observe.Regardless
of this compact--led on by their lust for power, and guided by their fanaticism,
and relying upon our submissiveness, in consequence of our known veneration of
the Union of our Fathers--there was no indignity that was not heaped upon us;
and, finally, the last feather was laid upon the camel's back.The Union was dissevered by them.--They forced us to resume our
sovereignty.We have done so, and
declared ourselves a free and independent State, have entered into a new
alliance, and now, when we have a right to suppose that we would be permitted to
depart in peace--as the consciences of the Abolitionists would be relieved of
the sin of Slavery--they refuse to allow us so to depart, for fear their pockets
will be depleted also!For asserting our independence, the superiority of our Race, and the
contracting of new alliances, the old and decripid [sic] Government of the North
is threatening us with war and subjugation!It is, I am proud to know, in defence of this principle and this
action--in defence of our own honor, and the honor of our own native South, that
we now see you clad in the habiliments of war--ready, in a few hours, to take up
your line of march for what may soon be a field of gory strife.To preserve unsullied and untarnished one's own honor, and the honor of
his country, is the highest, the noblest ambition of the patriot soldier."For gold the merchant plows the main--The farmer ploughs the manor;But glory is the soldier's prize:The soldier's wealth is honor."Capt. Ezzard:As the humble
representative of a few ladies of this city, I now have the honor of presenting
to you, and through you to your noble Company, this Flag--the Flag of the
Confederate States of America, in whose service you have enlisted.Under the guidance of those seven stars--the emblems of eternal
Truth--you will march; and under its bright folds upon the field of battle, you
will rally to meet the enemies of your country; there to"Strike the North'n invader low;A tyrant will fall in every foe;Liberty's in every blow!Soldiers!conquer, live or
die!"In conclusion, I will only say, that the fair daughters of Atlanta are
proud of the Gate-City Guards--we are all proud of you--proud of such noble
defenders.They already feel confident that upon the field of battle,
this Flag will wave so long as one of the Guards survive, and I doubt not but
that the remembrance of the fair donors will nerve the arm of each one of your
noble patriot band to deeds of daring that the future historian will inscribe in
letters of light upon the historic page.And now, in behalf of the fair donors, and for myself, I bid you
farewell!Put your trust in GOD, in
Truth, and in Right.May His blessings attend you--His kind providence protect
you, and vouchsafe to you a safe return to your homes, your kindred and your
friends!At the conclusion of his address, he took the flag from the hands of Miss
Hanleiter and gave it to "First Private" C. A. Haralson, who
received it on the part of the Company in an appropriate address, of which the
following is the substance:GENERAL RICE AND LADIES:It
is a "well spring" of pleasure to me that I am called upon to receive,
at your hands, this beautiful and well thought-of present.The ladies of the South have ever been heroic and true to their country,
and thoughtful to provide for those who go forth in its defense.Their encouragement and cheering smiles have ever beamed on patriotic
hearts; and it is peculiarly gratifying to us to receive from your hands this
token of your regard for us, and for the cause in which we are engaged.Ladies:The signs of the
times indicates that we, perhaps, are not called upon to do duty as mere peace
soldiers; but that, with strong arms and stout hearts, we may have to meet our
country's foes before our service shall end.The boast has been made that our homes and firesides should be invaded,
our country despoiled and our manhood humbled in the dust.It is the duty of our young men to come forward, strike for the
protection of our country--our homes--our wives, sisters and mothers; and, if
necessary, die in their defense.We
accept the issue, and with gratitude we accept this beautiful Flag which your
fair hands have wrought.Our motto
shall be that which was given by the Spartan mother to her son when he was
departing to fight in defence of his country:"Return with this, or upon it!"Again, Ladies, accept our heartfelt thanks.He then turned and gave the Flag to Sergeant Fish, the Standard bearer of
the Company, and addressed him as follows:Sergeant Fish:As Color
bearer of our Company, I give into your hands for your safekeeping, this token
of love and esteem from the ladies of this city; and I enjoin upon you to
cherish and protect it, as you would a prized gift from a mother; and if the
necessity should arise, do not hesitate to shed your blood in defence of the
honor of this Flag.And now, (addressing his Company,) brother soldiers of the Gate-City
Guards, behold your Flag!I know
you will never see it dishonored.Brothers:This is a gift
from "God's last best gift to man."If nothing else should inspire you to heroic deeds, the fact that this
beautiful Flag has been wrought by the fair hands, and given us through the kind
heart of woman, I know you will never suffer its folds to be sullied, or see it
trail in the dust, while an arm remains with which to raise it, or a hand to
strike.Cherish, then, our Banner;
and should it be our duty to meet our foes in deadly conflict, let us show, by
our valor, that we are worthy of the confidence which the ladies have reposed in
us, and the Flag with which they have honored us.Mr. Haralson's remarks were received with applause by the vast audience;
and when he appealed to his gallant compatriots not to suffer the honor of the
Flag to be sullied, a universal shout of "Never!NEVER!" was the response by the whole company.When he had concluded, Sergeant A. G. Chisolm advanced, and, on the part
of the Company, presented to Miss Hanleiter, to whom the credit of getting up,
making and presenting this Flag is principally due, a beautiful Lady's Gold
Watch, accompanied by an appropriate and elegant speech, which was handsomely
replied to by General Rice, on the part of Miss Hanleiter.We have not space to-day for these two speeches, but will give them
tomorrow.The Watch has the
following inscription:"Gate-City Guards, to Miss J. E. HANLEITER, April 1, 1861."Three cheers were then called for, and given with a will by the vast
throng, for the Ladies, and three more for the "Guards," after which
the Company marched to their Armory, escorted by the "Dragoons,"
"Blues," "Volunteers," and "Cadets," and the crowd
dispersed.
[there followed a List of the Officers and Privates of the Gate-City Guards.]

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 12, 1861, p. 1, c. 6

The Zouaves.

The second company of Zouaves, under Captain de Bordenave, marched up
from their barracks yesterday afternoon, and were reviewed on Lafayette square,
preparatory to leaving for Pensacola.Their
appearance--with their loose red trousers, leggings, gaiters, blue jackets and
fez caps--was decidedly unique, and withal very warlike. ...A very notable
feature about the company was two pretty and graceful young girls, who go with
them as vivandieres, or, to translate it into plain English, bottle-holders.They were dressed in the uniform of their company, and will
share its dangers and glory on the battle-field.The Zouaves are becoming immensely popular with all the classes of our
young men.We have heard of several
connected with our best Creole families who have enlisted to serve in the
ranks...--N.O. Cresent [sic], 5th.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 12, 1861, p, 2. c. 3

Bible Presentation to the Soldiers.

We copy the following from the Columbus Sun:Appropriate.--On the eve of the departure of the "Florence
Guards" from Florence, Alabama, to Fort Morgan, the ladies of the place
presented each one with a copy of the Bible.In the presence of an immense assembly, a discourse was also preached to
them by Rev. Dr. Mitchell, from the text, "Be not ye afraid of them; and
fight for your brethren, your sons, and your daughters, your wives and your
houses."--4th chapter, 14th verse Nehemiah.While laying the foregoing before our readers we deem it appropriate to
mention a pleasing incident connected with the departure of the Gate-City
Guards, which has not yet been made public, and which is known but to few
persons.On the day of the departure of the Company, Col. C. R. Hanleiter
presented each mess of the company with two copies of the Holy Bible.--There are
eight messes in the company, and two tents to each mess.A Bible was presented to each tent.Each Bible had on it, in gilt, the following inscription:
"Gate-City Guards.Mess No.
__.From C. R. H."Besides these, a larger Bible was presented to the Officers' Mess, with
the following inscription:
"Gate-City Guards.Officers'
Marque.From C. R. H."Thus, seventeen Bibles were presented to this company by Col. Hanleiter,
out of his high regard for them, and his sincere wishes for their temporal and
spiritual welfare.These gifts of the Word of Life, coming from such a highly esteemed
friend of the company were gratefully accepted by the company.We hope the perusal of those bibles will often bring comfort to the
hearts of the members of the Company while engaged in the arduous duties of
serving our beloved Confederacy at its point of danger.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 13, 1861, p. 2, c. 5
Infallible Cure for Toothache.--Among the many diseases that humanity is heir
to, there are scarcely any which in violent pain and acute suffering, rival the
toothache.And yet, as far as we
are able to judge, though the affection is common to all, but a few are aware of
the fact, that other remedies exist besides the extraction of the tooth, which
if only tried, will be found infallible.The
following, for instance, suggested to us by a friend, will, if his experience
and veracity are worth anything, prove invaluable in the relief of this torment:Take equal quantities of alum and common salt, pulverize and mix them,
and apply them to the hollow tooth on a wet piece of cotton.The remedy is very simple, very cheap, and within the reach of all.If any one will try it he will find it infallible.--Petersburg Express.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 14, 1861, p. 2, c. 2

Revenue Flag.

We are pleased to learn that those two accomplished ladies, Mrs. Dr. W.
F. Westmoreland and her sister, Mrs. Bryan, are getting up a Revenue Flag,
which, before many days, will be unfurled to the breeze over the office of the
Collector of Customs in this city.This
will be the first Revenue Flag made in Georgia.The design of this Flag, as may be known to some of our readers, is that
of Dr. Henry D. Capers, formerly a resident of Atlanta, and now employed in the
Treasury Department at Montgomery.It
embraces the main features of the Flag of the Confederate States--though
distinctive in itself--the bars being reversed and the blue ground extending the
whole length down; and we think it will be generally regarded as an admirable
design, displaying the simplicity of true taste, and retaining all that is
necessary for practical use in Government service.We present the following diagram, to illustrate the features of the Flag:
[sketch]

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 25, 1861, p. 2, c. 2We recommend the following from a lady friend to the ladies of our own
and other communities.Lint and
bandages may become very necessary to the troops now marching to battle.To the Ladies--A New Way of Making Lint.--On Saturday last at the Court
House in this city, I noticed several ladies engaged in scraping lint with
knives, it appeared to be very tedious business.After working away for some time trying different kinds of knives, Miss
McKey, one of the party, suggested tearing up the linen into fine pieces, and
then carding it.They all agreed to
her proposition so she had some cards brought and it proved to be the very idea.It was not long before they had a large box of nice fine carded lint.I would recommend all persons who are engaged in scraping lint, to try
Miss McKey's plan of carding.--Middle Georgian.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 25, 1861, p. 2, c. 5
Another Florence Nightingale.--Mrs. A. E. Nicholson, a lady of fine attainments,
and a graduate of the Parisian School of Medicine, is going to Pensacola to
offer her services as a nurse for the sick and wounded, and has collected a
quantity of suitable linen, lint, etc., to take with her.Her services may be greatly needed, and we think her good intentions will
be appreciated by the officers in command there.Mrs. N. can furnish the highest testimonials of character and
efficiency, and this will not be the first time she has manifested her public
spirit, having done good service in the South during the ravages of yellow fever
in 1853.Success to her in her
noble mission.--New Orleans Crescent.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 27, 1861, p. 2, c. 2

The Duty of the Ladies

We welcome to our columns the following appropriate communication from
"Ziola."Let every lady
read it and act up to its suggestions.We
hope "Ziola" will favor us often:

----

Our Vocation.

Just now the vocation of the men seems to be war.From every mountain and valley of the South they are mustering for
conflict.Hundreds of women have
already been called to part from husbands and sons, fathers and brothers; and
hundreds more await, day by day, with strange comminglings of patriotic feeling
for their country, and trembling love for their relatives, the summons that will
leave their hearts and homes desolate.By
our quiet hearthstones we muse on the horrors of war, and, reading the accounts
of its commencement, we shudder to think what our eyes may see ere its close.We recall long-forgotten stories of the old Revolutionary times, told us
years ago by our great-grandmothers, whose silken hair had clustered in glossy
curls around their brows on the day when their brave sires fought at Bunker's
Hill.The conflict at Sumter will
be just such a memorable epoch to our descendants.We, perchance, run our thoughts back farther, into the dim era of British
history, and read there, in the civil dissensions of the earlier periods, and in
the wars of the red and white roses, what it is for brethren to strive together.But it is of no use anticipating trials that may never come, or, if they
do, seeing we have Right on our side and God overhead, what need we fear?Suffering may oppress, but not daunt us; purify, but not destroy; and out
of the furnace, many will come forth perfected into a noble womanhood, whose
depths would never otherwise have been fathomed and developed.Should this war continue, the Southern heroines of '61 will be no whit
behind their ancestors of '76.Meanwhile,
what is our vocation?And the
answer is, just to bring in to vigorous exercise the principles which, as
intelligent Christian women, we have always professed.Now is the time to show our fathers that the education they have bestowed
on us is not in vain; that it has trained our faculties to self-command, and
made us the rulers, not the slaves, of our imaginations.Now is the time for the wife to show her husband that she can be a
help-mate indeed; nor, by idle lamentations or tender persuasions, strive to
detain him from the services of his country, in the hour of its danger.The sister may bid her brother farewell with an aching heart, the maiden
part in anguish from her lover; but their fervent prayers will follow them to
the field, and throw a shield around them in the hour of danger.And when the enemy's cowardly arm trembles with affright, and their
dastardly leader quails at the tramp of our approaching legions, the thoughts of
the dear ones at home, who cheered them to the last, will animate our soldiers
to strike with surer, deadlier aim the blow of victory.Talk of coercion!It would
be easier to overturn the everlasting hills, or force the ocean from its ancient
channel, than to coerce those who fight for Liberty, Justice, Truth and Love.Were every man shot down in our ranks, there would not be
wanting women who would shed their hearts' blood, rather than submit to the base
invaders of our soil.As, however,
there is no probability (I almost wrote possibility) of defeat, we can be
content to protect ourselves at home.It is a good idea, in fact, it is essential in such times as these, that
women should understand the use of firearms.Every one who has a gun in her house, or can procure one, should learn
its use.I heard, yesterday, from a friend in Tennessee, hitherto a
most nervous, timid person, that she was acquiring this knowledge, though she
hoped never to have occasion to apply it.Now,
when danger threatens, is the time for"Perfect woman, nobly planned,To warn, to comfort and
command;"
to arise--nerved and calmed by a trust in God--and show the power of religion to
sustain and endure trouble--the power of cultivated intellect to carry on
steadily the course of its duties in the midst of turmoil and anxiety--the power
of patriotism to arm one for self-denial, hope and courage.Now is the period to cast aside fastidious prejudices, fashionable
follies, extravagant vanities, and emulate the sterner virtues of an earlier
age.There is work to be done at
home.Of what nature, the patriotic
exertion of the ladies of Charleston and Atlanta sufficiently demonstrate.Many soldier leaves in his home a family poorly provided for--whose sole
dependence, perhaps, was on his daily labor.Let the wealthier daughters of the land become almoners to such as their
larger portions, and, in relieving the sorrows of others, find a panacea for
their own.Our vocation now is to suffer and be strong; to trust and be calm; to
pray and be fervent; for those who are defending our homes at the risk of their
own lives."O, woman! in our hours of ease,Uncertain, coy, and hard to
please,And variable as the shadeBy the light quivering aspen
made;When pain and anguish wring the brow,A ministering angel
thou."ZIOLA.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 19, 1861, p. 1, c.2-3

Soldiers' Health
Interesting Suggestions and Recommendations.
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The following article, on "Soldiers' Health," is from Hall's
New York Journal of Health.It
contains much valuable information for both soldiers and civilians:1.In an ordinary campaign sickness disables or destroys three
times as many as the sword.2.On a march, from April to November, the entire clothing
should be a colored flannel shirt, with a loosely-buttoned collar, cotton
drawers, woolen pantaloons, shoes and stockings, and a light colored felt hat,
with broad brim to protect the eyes and face from the glare of the sun and from
the rain, and a substantial but not heavy coat when off duty.3.Sun-stroke is most effectually prevented by wearing a silk
handkerchief in the crown of the hat.4.Colored blankets are best, and if lined with brown drilling
the warmth and durability are doubled, while the protection against dampness
from lying on the ground is almost complete.5.Never lie or sit down on the grass or bare earth for a
moment, rather use your hat--a handkerchief, even, is a great protection.The warmer you are the greater need for this protection, as a damp vapor
is immediately generated, to be absorbed by the clothing, and to cool you off
too rapidly.6.While marching, or on other duty, the more thirsty you are
the more essential is it to safety of life itself, to rinse out the mouth two or
three times, and then take a swallow of water at a time, with short
intervals.A brave French general,
on a forced march, fell dead on the instant, by drinking largely of cold water,
when snow was on the ground.7.Abundant sleep is essential to bodily efficiency, and to that
alertness of mind, which is all important to an engagement; and few things more
certainly and more effectually prevent sound sleep than eating heartily after
sun-down, especially after a heavy march or desperate battle.8.Nothing is more certain to secure endurance and capability of
long-continued effort, than the avoidance of everything as a drink except cold
water, NOT excluding coffee at breakfast.Drink
as little as possible of even cold water.9.After any sort of exhausting effort, a cup of coffee, hot or
cold, is an admirable sustainer of the strength, until nature begins to recover
herself.10.Never eat heartily just before a great undertaking; because
the nervous power is irresistibly drawn to the stomach to manage the food eaten,
thus drawing off that supply which the brain and muscles so much need.11.If persons will drink brandy, it is incomparably safer to do
so after an effort than before; for it can give only a transient
strength, lasting but a few minutes; but as it can never be known how long any
given effort is to be kept in continuance, and if longer than the few minutes,
the body becomes more feeble than it would have been without the stimulus, it is
clear that its use before an effort is always hazardous, and is always
unwise.12.Never go to sleep, especially after a great effort, even in
hot weather, without some covering over you.13.Under all circumstances, rather than lie down on the ground,
lie in the hollow of two logs placed together, or across several smaller pieces
of wood, laid side by side; or sit on your hat, leaning against a tree.A nap of ten or fifteen minutes in that position will refresh you more
than an hour on the bare earth; with the additional advantage of perfect safety.14.A cut is less dangerous than a bullet wound, and heals
more rapidly.15.If from any wound the blood spurts out in jets, instead of a
steady stream, you will die in a few minutes, unless it is remedied; because an
artery has been divided, and that takes the blood direct from the fountain of
life.To stop this instantly, tie a
handkerchief or other cloth very loosely BETWEEN the wound and the heart; put a
stick, bayonet, or ramrod between the skin and the handkerchief, and
twist it around until the bleeding ceases, and keep it thus till the surgeon
arrives.16.If the blood flows in a slow, regular stream, a vein has been
pierced, and the handkerchief must be on the other side of the wound from the
heart; that is, below the wound.17.A bullet through the abdomen (belly or stomach) is more
certainly fatal than if aimed at the head or heart; for in the latter cases the
ball is often glanced off by the bone, or follows around it under the skin; but
when it enters the stomach or bowels, from any direction, death is inevitable
under all conceivable circumstances, but in scarcely ever instantaneous.Generally the person lives a day or two with perfect clearness of
intellect, often not suffering greatly.The
practical bearing of this statement in reference to the great future is clear.18. Let the whole beard grow, but no longer than some three
inches.This strengthens and
thickens its growth, and thus makes a more perfect protection for the lungs
against dust, and of the throat against winds and cold in winter, while in
summer a great perspiration of the skin is induced, with the increase of
evaporation; hence, greater coolness of the parts on the outside, while the
throat is less feverish, thirsty and dry.19.Avoid fats and fat meat in summer and in all warm days.20.Whenever possible take a plunge into any lake or running
stream every morning as soon as you get up; if none at hand, endeavor to wash
the body all over as soon as you leave your bed, for personal cleanliness acts
like a charm against all diseases, always either warding them off altogether or
greatly mitigating their severity and shortening their duration.21.Keep the hair of the head closely cut, say within an inch and
a half of the scalp in every part, repeated on the first of each month, and wash
the whole scalp plentifully in cold water every morning.22.Wear woolen stockings and moderately loose shoes, keeping the
toe and finger nails always cut close.23.It is more important to wash the feet well every night than
to wash the face and hands of mornings, because it aids in keeping the skin and
nails soft, and to prevent chaffings, blisters, and corns, all of which greatly
interfere with a soldier's duty.24.The most universally safe position after all stunnings, hurts
and wounds, is that of being placed on the back, the head being elevated three
or four inches only, aiding more than any one thing else can do, to equalize and
restore the proper circulation of the blood.25.The more weary you are after a march or other work, the more
easily will you take cold, if you remain still after it is over, unless, the
moment you cease motion, you throw a coat or blanket over your shoulders.This precaution should be taken in the warmest weather, especially if
there is even a slight air stirring.26.The greatest physical kindness you can show a severely
wounded comrade is first to place him on his back, and then run with all your
might for some water to drink; not a second ought to be lost.If no vessel is at hand, take your hat; if no hat, off with
your shirt, wring it out once, tie the arms in a knot, as also the lower end,
thus making a bag, open at the neck only.A
fleet person can convey a bucketful half a mile in this way.I've seen a dying man clutch at a single drop of water from the fingers'
end, with the voraciousness of a famished tiger.27.If wet to the skin by rain or by swimming rivers, keep in
motion until the clothes are dried, no harm will result.28.Whenever it is possible, do, by all means when you have to
use water for cooking or drinking from ponds or sluggish streams, boil it well,
and when cool, shake it, or stir it, so that the oxygen of the air shall get to
it, which greatly improves it for drinking.This boiling arrests the process of fermentation which arises from the
presence of organic and inorganic impurities, thus tending to prevent cholera
and all bowel diseases.If there is
no time for boiling, at least strain it through a cloth, even if you have to use
a shirt or trouser leg.29.Twelve men are hit in battle dressed in red where there are
only five dressed in a bluish gray--a difference of more than two to one; green,
seven; brown, six.30.Water can be made almost ice cool in the hottest weather by
closely enveloping a filled canteen, or other vessel, with woolen cloth, kept
plentifully wetted and exposed.31.While on a march lie down the moment you halt for a rest.Every minute spent in that position refreshes more than five minutes
standing or loitering about.32.A daily evacuation of the bowels is indispensable to bodily
health, vigor and endurance; this is promoted in many cases by stirring a
teaspoonful of corn (indian) meal in a glass of water, and drinking it on rising
in the morning.33.Loose bowels, namely, acting more than once a day, with a
feeling of debility afterwards, is the first step towards cholera.The best remedy is instant and perfect quietude of body, eating nothing
but boiled rice, with or without boiled milk; in more decided cases a woolen
flannel, with two thicknesses in front, should be bound tightly around the
abdomen, especially if marching is a necessity.34.To "have been to
the wars" is a life-long honor, increasing with advancing years, while to
have died in defence of your country will be the boast and the glory of your
children's children.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 21, 1861, p. 2, c. 2

A Soldier's Kit

At this time, when so many are preparing for the wars, a memorandum of
the things necessary to take along as baggage will not be unacceptable.The desired catalogue is contributed, by an old soldier, as follows:Two flannel shirts, red preferable; 2 stout hickory shirts; 2 fine
shirts, if you can take them along; four pair of woolen socks; 2 pair drawers,
white cotton or wool, indispensable; black silk neckerchief, very useful; pocket
handkerchief, indispensable; 1 pair stout and easy boots, if you can, take a
second pair; 2 towels, indispensable; 1 piece of soap; 1 fine and 1 coarse comb;
1 tooth brush; 1 butcher knife, (a good place for it is in the boot;) 1 quart
tin cup; 1 button stick; 1 vial of sweet oil; 1 piece of rotten-stone; 1 button
brush, (nail brush will do;) 1 flannel housewife, for and full of needles--throw
in a few pins while you are about it; 1 pair small scissors; strong white and
black threads in tidy skeins; 1 blacking brush, if you can take it; 1 box of
blacking.Learn to pack your
knapsack tidily, closely and conveniently for use.To the above you may add all the grub you can stow away inside and out,
and replenish when you can, without waiting for the stock on hand to be
exhausted.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 1, 1861, p. 2, c. 3

Soldier's Rations and Mode of Cooking Them.

The regular daily ration of food issued to the troops in the United
States service, is three-fourths pound of fresh or salt beef; eighteen ounces of
bread, or one and a fourth pounds of corn meal, and at the rate of one hundred
rations of eight quarts of peas or beans, or, in lieu thereof, ten pounds of
rice; six pounds of coffee, twelve pounds of sugar, four quarts of vinegar, one
and a half pounds of tallow, or one and a fourth pounds of adamantine, or one
pound of sperm candles; four pounds of soap, and two quarts of salt.On a campaign, or on marches, or on board transports, the ration of hard
bread is one pound.Fresh beef, when it can be procured, should be furnished at least twice a
week; the beef to be procured, if possible, by contract.

Receipts.
1st. Soldier's Soup for 25 Men.

Take 15 quarts of water to 25 pounds of meat, 2 small tablespoonsful of
salt, half a one of pepper; about 2 pounds of rice, put in while boiling, and
what vegetables, fresh or preserved, that can be procured--say three pounds.

2d.Pork
Soup for 25 Men.

In 6 gallons of cold water put 12 pounds of pork, 3 quarts of beans, 2
pounds of rice, season to suit; let boil one hour and a half; soak the beans
overnight.

3d.Irish
Stew for 25 Men.

Take 25 pounds mutton, veal, beef, or pork, cut into pieces six inches
square, 4 pounds of onions, 8 pounds of potatoes, 4 tablespoonsful of salt, 1 of
pepper, 8 quarts of water; cook it from 1 to 2 hours, slowly, thicken the gravy
with flour mixed into smooth paste with water or potatoes mashed fine.

4th. Tea for 25 Men.

Allow 12 quarts of water; put the rations of tea--a large teaspoonful to
each--in a cloth tied up very loosely, throw it into the boiler while it is
boiling hard for a moment; then take off the boiler, cover it, and let it stand
full 10 minutes, when it will be ready for use; first add sugar and milk, if to
be had, at the rate of 3 pints or 2 quarts of milk, and 1 or 1 1/2 pounds of
sugar.

5th.Pork
with Peas or Beans for 25 Men.

To 14 pounds of pork add6 pounds of peas or beans, put them in a cloth to
boil, tying it very loosely; place them both in the boiler, let them boil about
2 hours, then take out the pork, add some flour to the gravy, and put the peas
or beans in it, with two or three onions cut up fine; let it boil a little
longer, mash up the vegetables very finely, and serve them round the dish with
the meat.

6th.Plain
Stewed Meat for 25 Men.

Take 14 pounds of mutton, beef, veal, or pork, cut it into chunks and put
it into the boiler; add 4 quarts of water, 2 quarts to a teaspoonful of salt,
and half teaspoonful of pepper, 8 or 10 onions cut in pieces, let it boil half
an hour, then let it stew slowly from half an hour to one hour longer, adding
one pound of rice, potatoes, or any vegetable that can be obtained; thicken the
gravy with flour mixed to a smooth paste in cold water.

7th.Stewed
Salt Pork or Beef for 25 Men.

Wash the meat well, let it soak all night, wash out the salt as much as
possible; 8 pounds of salt beef, 5 pounds of salt pork, one-third pound of
sugar, 2 pounds of sliced onions, 6 quarts of water, and one pound of rice; let
it simmer quietly for two or three hours.

8th.Salt
Pork with Potatoes and Cabbage for 25 Men.

Take 15 pounds of pork, extract the bones, 3 pounds of potatoes, 2 winter
cabbages, let it boil for two hours, 10 quarts of water, serve the meat with the
vegetables round it; the gravy will make a good broth with peas, beans, or rice
added, also a little onion.Ship
biscuit, broken into the broth makes a very nutricious [sic] soup.

9th.To
Fry any kind of Meat.

Get your frying pan very hot, put in some fat pork which will immediately
melt, then put in the meat you wish to fry; (a small teaspoonful of salt, and a
quarter of a teaspoonful of pepper, to every pound of meat;) when done, lay the
meat on a dish, add one pint of water to the fat in the frying-pan, a few slices
of onion, or two teaspoonfuls of vinegar; thicken it with a little flour, and
pour it over the cooked meat.Any
sauce, or a few chopped pickles may be substituted for the vinegar or onions.

10th.Coffee
for 25 Men.

Take 12 quarts of water, when it boils add 20 ounces of coffee, mix it
well, and leave it on the fire till it commences to boil, then take it off, and
pour into it a little more than one quart of cold water, let it stand in a warm
place full ten minutes; the dregs will settle to the bottom, and the coffee be
perfectly clear.Pour it then into
another vessel, leaving the dregs in the first.Add sugar, four teaspoonfuls to the quart.If you can get milk, leave out five quarts of water in the above receipt,
and put milk in its place.

11th.Peas
or Bean Soup for 25 Men.

Take 14 pounds of pork, 8 quarts peas, or beans, 20 quarts of water, 25
teaspoonfuls of sugar, 12 of pepper, and several large onions; boil gently till
the vegetables are soft--from four to five hours.

12th.Receipt
for a small quantity of Mashed Meat.

Cut the meat in very small pieces; heat the frying-pan, put into it one
pint of water, half a teaspoonful of salt, and a teaspoonful of flour, and let
it cook fifteen minutes.Salt meat
must be cooked the same, omitting the salt, in its place putting a small
teaspoonful of sugar, spices, or pickles, chopped fine.Dish it on some ship biscuit.Steak,
chops, sausages, bacon, slices of any kind of meat can be cooked in a
frying-pan, with a little melted fat at the bottom.Salt meat should always be soaked.--Veile's Hand Book of Active Service.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 8, 1861, p. 2, c. 1

Texas Troops.

The "Palmer Guards," company C, Texas Battalion, Captain A. G.
Dickerson--80 men--passed through here yesterday morning on their way to
Virginia.They are well armed and drilled, and are capable of doing the
best of service.Capt. D. was
accompanied by his beautiful and accomplished bride, who is the daughter of Ex
Congressman Coleman, formerly of Kentucky, but now President of the Vicksburg
& Shreveport Railroad.They
were married but a few days since.The
patriotic lady says she has enlisted for
the war and will share the destinies of her gallant husband, whatever they
may be.The company also had a pet
along that attracted no little attention.It
was a standard bearer in the person of Madmoeselle [sic] Jennette Warde' from
New Orleans--dressed a la bloomer, or
soldier fashion, and belted with revolver, Bowie knife, &c.She was sprightly, shared and seemed to enjoy a soldier's fare.--The
beautiful flag which she carried in her hand was much admired.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 19, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

Pretty Severe.

The editor of the Bainbridge Press is down on the boys of Decatur County,
because none of them have gone to the war.Only hear him:The ladies of Chattahoochee present the young men of Decatur with a pair
of HOOP SKIRTS--and in return would be pleased to receive a pair of breeches.Packages sent to the Press office, and directed to the
"CHATTAHOOCHEE NANCY HART ASSOCIATION" will be forwarded promptly.The Association intending to take the field in defence [sic] of the men
and their firesides, have concluded to adopt the breeches
during the war.The Can't Get Aways will please notice, and we would respectfully ask,

Is it true, that Georgia's daughtersAre compelled to meet the foe,While her sons, in safer quarters,Gallantly refuse to go?

Is it true, when home's invaded,And the tears of sorrow flow,Georgia women feel degraded,Because their sons refuse to go?

Is it true, Decatur's yeomen,Woman dares the coward foe,And would crush the tyrant foeman,While bravely, you refuse to
go?

Then let the Chattahoochee fair,Who send the HOOPS and are not slow,Of the BREECHES have a pair,Of every Brave who will not go.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 25, 1861, p. 2, c. 2This evening I had the pleasure of seeing two young ladies from
Northwestern Virginia, who are worthy to be the sisters of these heroes.They are Miss Mary McLeod and Miss Addie Kerr, of Fairmount, in Marion
county.Hearing that the enemy had
reached Fairmount, en route to Philippa, they informed themselves of the number
of his forces and the hour of his departure, and then mounted their horses and
rode day and night, unattended, until they reached the doomed town.They were frequently stopped on the road, and various difficulties were
thrown in their way, but brave and resolute as Nancy Hart, they surmounted every
obstacle, and at last arrived at Philippa, having ridden a distance of
thirty-five miles without once stopping for food or rest.Had their timely warning been heeded, Philippa might have been saved.But disastrous as the affair at that place was, it might have been much
worse; for it has been ascertained, that but for the heroic conduct of these
brave girls--not yet out of their teens--the whole Confederate force at Philippa
would have been captured.All honor to Mary McLeod and Addie Kerr!A.

SOUTHERN CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 30, 1861, p. 1, c. 6At the flag presentation on the 25th May, at Bellefonte, Ala., to the
Jackson Hornets, the following young ladies stepped forward, one by one,
representing the seceded States as they left the old Confederacy, carrying with
them all those rights and liberties bequeathed to them by our ancestors of the
Revolution, repeating the following beautiful, appropriate and patriotic lines,
written and composed by Laura Lorrimar, one of Tennessee's most gifted
poetesses:

Miss Matilda Fennel--South Carolina.First to rise against oppression,In this glorious Southern band;Home of dead and living heroes,South Carolina takes her stand.

Miss Alice Eaton--Georgia.Lo!and Georgia uprising,Burning with the blood of yore,Sends her children forth to conquerPeace from haughty foes once more.

Miss Kate Fennell--Alabama.In the new born arch of glory,Lo! where shines the central star,Alabama, and her radianceNever cloud of shame shall mar.

Miss Connie Caperton--Mississippi.Sisters!room for
Mississippi!Well she knows the martial strain;She has marched of old to battle,She will strike her foes again.

Miss Sallie Snodgrass--Louisiana.A voice from Louisiana!Lo!her brave sons arise,Armed and ready for the conflict,Stern defiance in their eyes.

Miss Pathenia Bryant--Texas.Texas, youngest mid her sisters,Joins her earnest voice to theirs;Forth she sends her gallant Rangers,With her blessings and her prayers.

Miss Sallie Fennell--Virginia.Wave, wave on high your banners!For the Old Dominion comes,With the lightning speaks the thunder,Lo! where sound her army's drums!

Miss Sallie Carter--Arkansas.Long Arkansas waited, hoping,Clinging to the flag of stars,Now, she tears it down forever,Ho!away then for the wars.

Miss Jennie Armstrong--North Carolina.Over vale and over mountain,Pealing forth in triumph high,Comes a lofty swell of music,The Old North State's battle-cry.

Miss Kate Mattox--Tennessee.Last, but far from least among ye,Spartan band of brave and free;Like a whirlwind in her anger,Wheels in line old Tennessee.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 10, 1861, p. 1, c. 6

Whiskey.

Of
all the plagues that scourge mankind,
There's none that so impairs the mind,
And renders it to virtue blind,As whiskey--

What
is the cause of every ill?
That does with pain the body fill?
It is the oft-repeated gill,Of whiskey.

What
is it some do love so well,
For which their bodies they would sell,
And send their souls to lowest hell?'Tis whiskey.

What
is it poisons all their lives,
And makes men curse and beat their wives,
And thousands to destruction drives?'Tis whiskey.

What
makes chill penury prevail,
Makes widows mourn and orphans wail,
And fills the poor house and the jail?'Tis whiskey.

There's
nothing causes so much woe,
Or lays so many good men low,
And therefore should be hated so,As whiskey.

Oh
whiskey! thou'rt the greatest curse,
To soul, to body, and to purse,
Pandora's box held nothing worse,Than whiskey.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 12, 1861, p. 2, c. 4
[Letter from "A Daily Purchaser" to the newspaper, Camp McDonald, July
8, 1861, Brig. Genl. Phillips, Col. M. A. Stovall]Our camp is almost always alive with the fair sex--they cheer our lonely
hours, and the soldier feels that he has something to fight for at each
exhibition of their smiling faces.Let
the girls come and see us and "bring
their knitting."

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 13, 1861, p. 1, c. 6

Praise Your Wife.

Praise your wife, man; for pity's sake give her a little
encouragement--it won't hurt you.She
has made your home comfortable, your hearth bright and shining, your food
agreeable; for pity's sake tell her you thank her, if nothing more.She don't [sic] expect it; it will make her eyes open wider than they
have for these ten years, but it will do her good for all that, and you too.There are many women to day thirsting for the word of praise, the
language of encouragement.Through summer's heat and winter's toil, they have drudged
uncomplainingly, and so accustomed have their fathers, brothers, and husbands
become to their monotonous labor, that they look for and upon them as they do on
the daily rising of the sun and its daily going down.Homely, every day life may be made beautiful by an appreciation of its
very homeliness.You know that if
the floor is clean, manual labor has been performed to make it so.You know that if you can take from your drawer a clean shirt whenever you
want it, somebody's fingers have ached in the toil of making it so fresh and
agreeable, so smooth and lustrous.Everything
that pleases the eye and the sense has been produced by constant work, much
thought, great care, and untiring efforts, bodily and mentally.It is not that many men do not appreciate these things, and feel a glow
of gratitude for the numberless attentions bestowed upon them in sickness and in
health, but they are so selfish in their feeling.They don't come out with a hearty "Why, how pleasant you
make things look, wife;" or "I'm obliged to you for taking so much
pains."They thank the tailor
for giving "fits;" they thank the man in the full omnibus who gives
them a seat; they thank the young lady who moves in the concert room; in fact
they thank everybody and everything out of doors, because it is the custom; and
then come home, tip their chairs back and their heels up, pull out the
newspaper, grumble if the wife asks them to hold the baby, scold if the fire has
got down; or, if anything is just right, shut their mouths with a smack of
satisfaction, but never say "I thank you."I tell you what, men, young and old, if you did but show an ordinary
civility towards those common articles of housekeeping, your wives--if you gave
the one hundred and sixtieth part of the compliments you almost choked them with
before they were married; if you would stop the badinage about whom you are
going to marry when number one is dead--(such things wives may laugh at, but
they sink deep sometimes)--if you would cease to speak of their faults, however
banteringly, before others--fewer women would seek for other sources of
happiness than your cold and so so ish affection.Praise your wife, then, for all the good qualities she has,
and you may rest assured that her deficiencies are fully counterbalanced by your
own.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 20, 1861, p. 2, c. 3

A Camp Incident.

Camp Walker, Decatur, Ga.,July 17th, 1861.Editors Confederacy:An
incident worth relating occurred in the camp of the Upson Volunteers on
yesterday evening.Miss Gay, the authoress of "Poems by a Georgia
Lady," with two other ladies, visited our camp, and when they took their
leave and were passing out of the camp, Miss Gay noticed one of the boys very
awkwardly preparing his supper.She
quietly offered her assistance, and made the dough for bread--observing that she
was willing to do what she could for a soldier.It was all done with perfect modesty, and without any attempt at display.Nothing can be more encouraging to volunteers, than to see such spirit
shown by the ladies.An Upson Volunteer.

Messrs. Editors:Our usual
supply of seeds from the North being cut off by Lincoln's blockade, it behooves
our house-wives and horticulturists, in the Confederate States, to save all the
seeds they can, and preserve them for the next spring's planting--such as early
corn, beans, squashes, cucumbers, carrots, parsnips, onions, etc., etc.The Yankee nation is not the only country or terra
firma that grows vegetables, and whence garden seeds can be procured.The best seeds I ever planted in this country were grown in Holland, and
imported into Georgia by a gentlemen who for many years was a successful
merchant, both in this State and in South Carolina.Let, then, the growers of Connecticut "Shaker Garden Seeds" go by the board, and let us of the South
go to ---the Dutch--to Holland for our need in this line.Cannot our enterprising Druggists in Charleston, Savannah, and New
Orleans, who may import their medicines from Europe, cause to be brought over
into our country a full supply of seeds for field and garden purposes in the
South?I think the idea a feasible
one, and that the enterprise would be profitable.I have no doubt, Lincoln's people are already reaping rich harvest of grain(over the left) by his blockade; and
let the people of the south do all in their might to swell the accumulations and
profits of wooden nut megdom.Alpha.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 26, 1861, p. 2, c. 3

From Our Special Texas Correspondent.

Approach to Huntsville--A city set on a hill--Female colleges--Female
educationin Georgia--Texas progress--The penitentiary--Number of convicts--State
andforeign representation in the "institution"--The everlasting
nigger has the bestrecord--Solitary confinement--Old Sam Houston to take the field in the
Confed-erate Army.

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Huntsville, Texas, June 17, 1861.Editors Southern Confederacy:On
yesterday evening I arrived at this place, about which a good deal of interest
is sometimes manifested in the Lone Star State, as being that particular
locality at which our State prison is situated.As you approach the town upon the North, and first get a view of it, you
fully realize the truth that Christ uttered upon the Mount, that a city set upon
"a hill cannot be hid."While
you are yet a little distance from it, you have a much better prospect than you
can ever get of it again, and your opinion of its beauty is much better than
when you enter the very heart of the town itself.The principal buildings make a very good appearance, and one would
suppose he were drawing near quite a city; but, without having the census, or
the necessary statistics before me, I would set the number of inhabitants down
at fifteen hundred.There is a very good female college here; but what number of students it
has, I have not been able to ascertain--but the condition of the institution is
represented as very flourishing.The
want and scarcity of female colleges in the State, are generally recognized as
the most serious obstacles to the progress of Texas; and, although there may be
more institutions of this kind than I am apprised of, yet I think there are only
three places that can boast of female colleges, and they are Huntsville, Chapel
Hill and Fairfield, which last place is in Freestone county, and adjoining
Limestone.There are doubtless
several excellent schools for ladies in the State; but, if my recollection
serves me correctly, there are none of them, except those mentioned, that rise
in dignity and importance sufficiently high to be called colleges.The condition of Georgia at the present time, and the high intellectual
culture of her fair daughters, attest the powerful influence that institutions
endowed for female education have upon the career and destiny of a people.But it could not be expected that in such a short time, Texas should be
able to rival the older States in the number and excellence of her schools.It was only in 1845 that she established her State Constitution, and, in
the same year, she united herself with the United States, which are now the
"ilium fuit" of such political dreamers as Seward and Lincoln.In that length of time, she has made rapid strides in civilization and
prosperity and wealth are acknowledged facts in political economy.Her railroads are being extended into the heart and center of the
State--her towns are rising here and there, dotting the beautiful prairies like
"Sea Cybeles, fresh from ocean," and her common schools are numerous,
and of the best character.But another institution has risen at this place, which also may be set
down, in some measure, as a necessary consequence of growth and expansion, and
slightly referred to before.I mean
the Penitentiary.A great many
curious facts may be collated from the reports of the Directors and
Superintendents of the several State prisons, and, as Texas is, and has been,
the resort of all "nativities," a few of these curiosities (not
natural, animal or vegetable) may possess a passing interest with your readers.The gentlemanly Superintendent informed me that there were 216 convicts
at present.--This is a larger number than in any year since its foundation.Up to the 31st of August, 1859, there had been 412 convicts, in all,
since the year 1850, which makes the very decent average of 45 2/3 per year for
the said years.Georgia is an enterprising, energetic State--the Empire State of the
South--and Georgians may be curious to know if they have a fair proportion of
representatives in this department of the Government--and I am very sorry to say
they have.But I think it can be accounted for upon a very rational
hypotheses--perhaps I should call it a fact--that
they are a people who have progressive notions, upward, onward, keeping pace
with the "star of empire;" and this characteristic has led more
Georgians than almost any other class of people to come to the "far distant
West."This same
characteristic, perhaps, has landed 23 of them in the State prison of Texas;
Alabama, ditto; Texas ditto; and Tennessee has outstripped all her sister
Southern States, and has 33, (which is a better numerical representation than
she used to have in the old United States Congress,) while Kentucky and
Virginia, not so high in the pictures, have each 16 here.--The puritanic States
of the North are pretty fairly represented, and doubtless the only reason why
they have not more here, is because they think it would not be profitable, as
they never embark in any enterprise that won't pay; for they are "indociles
paupericue puti," and for this much, an honest confession would commend
them.It is not to be understood that the States mentioned have the above
number of citizens in the penitentiary at the present time, but have had,
(including those now in confinement) since 1850.Nearly all the States of the old Union have more or less
"nativities" here.Mexico, with her low flung greasers, and her rare and
high-strung hidalgoes, has had 92 subjects in the State building, and, to see
them as they are, looking so contented, one would imagine that they never had
strung their harps and sung such words as these:"Ay de mi! un ano feliceParece un soplo ligero;Pero sin dicha un instanteEes un siglo de tormento."But, passing on, Ireland, next to Mexico, numerically, has 26 Paddies,
"all the way from the bogs of ould Ireland;" Germany has 16 dear
lovers of sour krout, and sable Africa has only one in the "Huntsville
Brick House."There was one convict who had been sentenced to solitary confinement for
life; but the last Legislature, at its regular term, repealed the law, so far as
to allow the Governor, upon a proper representation of the case, to commute the
punishment to "hard labor in the penitentiary for life," which speaks
highly for the humanity of that august representative body.Col. Caruthers, the Superintendent, informed me that, by his intercession
with the old hero, Sam Houston, (while Sam was Governor,) he succeeded in having
the solitary confinement commuted, as the law so wisely prescribes.There are many things of interest to be seen and found here, the details
of which would weary you; but this I may be permitted to say, that the financial
condition of the penitentiary is as good, or better, under old Sam's
administration than it has been for a long time.It could not be otherwise when such efficient officers have been
appointed; and this is not written for the purposes of disparaging others that
have administered the "machine,"
but to do justice.By the way, an
intimate friend of his told me that old San Jacinto had written him a letter, in
which he said that they would doubtless soon meet in the Southern army in
defence [sic] of their common country, and all he (Sam) asked of his bitter foes
was to keep up with him, and turn a little of that malignity they had harbored
for him against the enemy of our institutions and liberties.Old Sam will redeem his pledge to take the field.He is a powerful friend, but, if an enemy, he is to be dreaded.Adios.L. J. Farrar.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 26, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

Home-Made Blanket.

The Athens Watchman speaks of having seen a magnificent home-spun
blanket, manufactured by Mrs. Frank M. David, of Jackson county, and presented
to Capt. A. C. Thompson, of the "Oconee Guards" of that county.It is worth, he says, half a dozen common blankets.Our fair country women can now do essential service to the country by
reviving the industrious habits of their mothers in the fabrication of useful
articles.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 26, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

The Ladies of Atlanta.

Including the Ladies of the Soldier's Relief Society, are requested to
meet at the City Hall this (Friday) morning, at 9 o'clock, prepared with needles
and thimbles, to make up uniforms for Capt. L. J. Glenn's Company, which leaves
in a very short time for the seat of war.Uniforms are all ready cut out.Sewing
machines will be furnished at the Hall.It is hoped that ALL who can, will come and assist in a case like this.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 7, 1861, p. 3, c. 3A Female Spy.--The correspondent of the Cincinnati Commercial, writing
from Western Virginia, says a female spy has been discovered in the First
Kentucky Regiment.She is from Georgia, and enlisted at Cincinnati.She was detected by writing information in regard to the movements of our
troops to the enemy.She is a member of the Knights of Golden Circle, says she
knows the punishment of a spy is death, and is ready for her fate.She is to be sent to Columbus.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 9, 1861, p. 2, c. 3

A Woman's Offering.

Beverly Home, Near Vicksburg,July, 1861.Editor Mississippian:--As you enter into our all glorious struggle for
freedom with an earnest zeal which signalizes you as devoted to the cause, I
select you to answer an enquiry which may or may not interest it.Could the jewelry belonging to the ladies of the South be used to advance
the common cause?If so I well know
it would pour into the coffers of our Confederacy.For myself I have long ceased to wear jewelry, and save a chain, a
birthday gift of a beloved and honored father, whom I had the misfortune to lose
in infancy, and a diamond, the parting present of my husband, I have nothing of
value; but these tokens so precious of my heart, I will gladly bestow.My means are very limited, an invalid, I cannot even sew for our soldiers
and my soul longs to do something and this is the only mode I can think of.Please let us have an answer soon.Yours very respectfully,Mrs. Wm. Cox.

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Reply.

[The spirit which animates the patriotic ladies of the South is well
illustrated by the foregoing generous proposition.When they have freely surrendered to the dangers and privations of war
those who are dearest to them on earth--husbands, sons and brothers--more dearly
prized than gold or diamond, no stronger assurance is needed that they are ready
to make every sacrifice upon freedom's altar.As yet the necessities of the South do not require that the ladies should
divest themselves of their jewelry, the sacred tokens of friendship and love.They will have done all that patriotism can require if they will
persevere (as they doubtless will) in their present noble work of providing
necessities and comforts for the gallant volunteers]--Mississippian.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 10, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

A Lady with the Right Spirit

A lady friend in this city has favored us with the perusal of a letter
written by her sister residing in Texas.We
have read but few letters since this war commenced, from which we have derived
such pleasure as this one, and we appreciate the privilege we have of making the
following extract.Its pure and
lofty patriotism, will find a hearty response in the breast of every lover of
his country:***"Phil was in Richmond
when he last wrote, but where he is
this Holy Sabbath day, (14th July) who can tell?Perhaps upon some field of battle! I feel sometimes that he is lost to me forever.I try to be resigned to the will of Heaven in all things.--If my country
had claimed the sacrifice of my own life it would have been willingly given; but my boys were
more to me than all else on earth--dearer,
far dearer, than my own life.But
they are gone--two of them--for Creed left me two days ago, at the Governor's
orders to go into camp, preparatory to his departure for the seat of war.He tried to reach home in time to go with Philip, but was prevented by
sickness.I could have borne it
better if they had gone together, but they will probably not meet during the
war, and I may not see Creed again before he leaves Texas."Swan and John belong to a company, but they will not leave the
State, as they expect to be sent to the coast, which is threatened by the
Lincolnites; so you see this war will fall heavily
on me, as I have so many sons.Patriotism
prompts me to give them up to my country, but there is no joy in it.I feel as if the light will have gone out of my house forever
when they leave it."I love the South--my old State (Georgia) most of all--and if it is
to be blotted out from the face of the earth, as our enemies boast, I
hope to perish with it; and before the day comes when such a race as the
Lincolnites shall overrun and subdue the South, I hope the last Southern man on
earth--my sons among them--may fall on the field of battle in deadly fight for
their own, and their country's honor.I
had rather, a thousand times, see their heads laid low in the grave, than live
to see them submit to the infidel North.If
the men were willing to accept of peace on such terms, Southern women would
drive them from their presence with scorn
and contempt.My sons would
never return to me after such servile submission, nor would I have them do so."This may seem to you unnatural, and so it is; but the North has
driven us to this unnatural war, robbed me of my sons and brothers, and made for
me days of weariness and nights of sorrow.They have gone to fight for their country--their rights and honor, and
all that we held dear, and I have no wish for them to survive these."

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 14, 1861, p. 1, c. 1

Bravo for Her.

From the Petersburg Express.

Charles H. Foster--To the Public.

Murfreesboro', N. C.,Messrs. Editors:As a woman
true to the South whose heart beats in unison with those of our patriotic sons
now struggling for our altars and our firesides, and as one whose sympathies and
prayers are enlisted in behalf of a free people, now threatened with subjugation
at the hands of corrupt functionaries, and mercenary outlaws, I am prompted to
write the following lines, however embarrassing and unpleasant it may be to thus
bring my name before the public.I
am desirous that my indignation and contempt should be known for the course of
Charles H. Foster, formerly of Orono, Maine, late of this place, and now of
Washington city.All persons know, who have been acquainted with Mr. Foster, for the last
six months, that he left this place in the month of February last, for his desk
in the Post Office Department at Washington--a position obtained under Mr.
Buchanan's administration, and remained there until the 3rd of May last, when he
returned to this place.His
presence to this town caused great excitement immediately upon the fact of his
arrival being known, as his conduct in a great measure, I am frank to confess,
reasonably justified.He was
accused of being untrue to the South--a Black Republican--and some went so far
as to believe him a spy, sent out directly from under the roof of the White
House.To all of these
accusations he plead not guilty, and
went so far as to say to me that he intended to return to Washington and
prove himself a Southern man.Mr. Foster finally did return, and to my great surprise, I have found
that man upon whom I had centered my whole affections, and who had won the
confidence of my heart, has proved himself recreant to his pledges, false to his
vows, and indifferent as to the life or death of his own wife and child.From the Sunday Morning Chronicle, published in Washington, I learn that on
the occasion of a serenade given to Mr. Foster soon after his arrival, he said
in addition to other odious things, that he intended to head a Brigade as soon
as arrangements could be made, and come to North Carolina to relieve the
oppressed friends of the Union living among us.The import of which language is that he would see my own people
exterminated, our own homes outraged, desecrated and destroyed.Without reference to anything else that this man has said or done, which
has proven him a traitor, to his adopted home, I conclude this card by saying,
that as painful as a separation would be under other circumstances that I now
declare every tie severed which has heretofore bound me to Charles H.
Foster, and from this day I consider the relation formerly existing between us
as husband and wife, virtually dissolved forever.I shall no longer bear his name and will take advantage of the earliest
opportunity offered by our laws of having it legally changed to what I now sign
it.SUE A. CARTER.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 14, 1861, p. 1, c. 3

Improved
Metalic Burial Cases.
[illustration]

Also, a general assortment of WOOD COFFINS, including Rosewood and
Mahogany.

Marshal's Sheet Metalic Burial Cases,

An entirely new article, nearly as light as wood, and closed up with
India Rubber--air-tight--for sale at my Rooms, in Markham's New Building, on
Whitehall street, upstairs.L. Robinson.Residence on Bridge street, near Col. John Collier's.Orders, by telegraph, or otherwise, promptly attended to.Jan. 15, 1861.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 14, 1861, p. 2, c. 5Augusta, Geo., Aug. 12, 1861.
To the Public:Under an appointment made by our fellow citizens, we have been sometime
acting in the management of a Hospital Fund, which has been raised, and is being
raised in our State, and applied for the benefit of the sick and wounded of the
Georgia forces in the field.--this has been called the "Georgia Soldiers'
Hospital Fund," . . .We append a list of the articles, arranged in the order which (if the
subscription should be in such things) will be found most useful:Sheets, pillows and pillow cases, handkerchiefs, hose, jackets, drawers,
socks, shirts, towels, blankets, coverlets, tea, coffee, arrow root, rice,
sugar, corn starch, isinglass, lime juice, medicines of all kinds, bandages,
wines, brandies, licorice, rose water and flax seed.--Shirts.--Two breadths of
unbleached cotton, 1 1/4 yards long, 1 yard wide, open at bottom 1/2 yard;
sleeve, length 3/4 yard; armhole, length 12 inches; length of collar 20 inches;
length of slit in front 28 inches; a piece 4 inches wide lapping under, fastened
with 4 ties; short bed gowns, as shirts only, only 1 yard long and open in
front.Cotton drawers, 1 1/4 yards
long, with breadth of 1 yard in each leg, with hem and draw string around each
leg and the waist; length of waist to crotch 12 inches on the back, front 11
inches, with 3 buttons and button holes.E. Starnes,
} G. W. Evans,}H. F. Russell,} Com.H. Moore,}J. M. Newby.}

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 15, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

The Gate-City Guards.

On Monday evening a number of recruits for this company left here for the
head quarters of the regiment at McDowell, Highland county, Virginia.A beautiful flag was presented to the company by Mrs. W. F. Westmoreland
on the part of the ladies of the city who made a new one for them--the one given
them when they first left here in March last, having been lost in the retreat
from Laurel Hill.The presentation
took place at the residence of Dr. W. F. Westmoreland.Last night Capt. Ezzard left on the State road to join his command.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 16, 1861, p. 2, c. 4-5

Special Correspondence from the Georgia Volunteers.

Camp Davis, Lynchburg, Va.,Aug. 13th, 1861.
Dear Confederacy: ...
What a spirit animates all the people here!They even shed tears on our arrival, cheered us all the way; and when
they heard we were from Georgia, all along the line of railroads at every
station the people flocked and gave us the best their stentorian lungs could
afford.Every house had a flag;
everybody had a flag, and the ladies had their dresses made like flags, with the
red and the blue predominant.I
began to think that secession flags was one of the produces of the soil, or of
spontaneous growth.The girls would talk to the boys, and the boys would talk to the girls, and with no parlor reserve either; but they
would utter sentiments of the heart, and coming, as they did, from pretty,
pouting lips, and beautiful women to say them, no wonder the boys (some of them)
lost their hearts, and will leave them with the Virginia lassies, instead of
those of dear old Georgia.Well, no
matter, our women and children are all we are fighting for in this war, and if
future generations will reap the benefit and thank us for it, 'tis all we claim.
. . .T. D. W.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 22, 1861, p. 2, c. 4To Make an Excellent Pickle.--Soak them in brine for two days.At the end of that time, take out and pour over them boiling vinegar;
lastly, put them away in strong vinegar, adding the usual seasoning.To each vessel containing about one gallon, add about three-quarters of
an ounce of muriatic acid, and you will have a beautiful green pickle that will
keep for a great length of time.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 25, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

Something We Like.

On yesterday we had the pleasure of "showing up" The Franklin
Printing establishment to a party of ladies--among them Miss T., the daughter of
an old friend--dressed in beautiful checked homespun; white, blue, copperas, and
"Turkey Red" colors were beautifully woven into the fabric.It really was refreshing.Then
it fit right.It was not only spun
and wove, but cut and fit by the accomplished wearer, who has just completed a
collegiate education.We hope every young lady in Georgia will follow this example.Let the abominable Yankee pianos be laid aside, and give us some more of
the music from that old time-honored but now almost obsolete instrument with two??ings--one about fourteen feet long, and the other lengthened at
pleasure with the lady's ?? hand.It does not make the variety of sounds that a high squeaking Yankee piano
does; but the strains are a gentle humming, indicative of thrift, contentment,
and independence, and has a soothing cheering effect upon the husband.These old rusty instruments are called Spinning
Wheels--Let them be brushed up made to ???g.Let us have more homespun dresses--enough at least to destroy the
novelty; and let us have more good warm jeans for gentlemen, and for our
soldiers to wear this winter.

Greensboro', Ga., Aug. 23, 1861.
To the Editor of the Chronicle & Sentinel:Having heard you were great coffee drinkers, and always relished a good
cup, and knowing that you desired to run Lincoln's blockade into nonentity, to
obtain a good cup, such as you have no doubt often tasted at the French market,
New Orleans,) I enclose you the receipt--the very latest--for making the very
best domestic coffee.This coffee,
when made by the receipt, is of excellent flavor, and very nutritious.It is of sufficient strength, and not excitable in its action.It is mild, healthy, persuasive, and sufficiently exhilarating for any
epicure.When you smell it, you
will say, "I believe it's Java;"
when you taste it, you will say, "I think it
is Java;" when you drink it, you exclaim (foreignly), "I'll pe
tamn [sic?] if it isn't Java coffee."It is true, it has not that foreign accent;
but by adding a little milk or cream, it speaks
almost the foreign tongue.Try it,
as an antidote for the blockade.

Receipt.

Take the common garden beet, wash it clean, cut it into small pieces,
twice the size of a bean of coffee; put into the coffee toaster or pan, and
roast as you do your coffee--perfectly brown.Take care not to burn while toasting it.When sufficiently dry and hard, grind it in a clean mill, and take half a
common size coffee cup of the grounds, and boil in one gallon water.Then settle with an egg, and send to the table, hot.Sweeten with very little sugar, and add good cream or milk.This coffee can be drank by children with impunity, and will not (in my
judgment,) either impair sight or nerves.Col.
Wm. W. D. Weaver and myself have tried it, and find it almost equal, when
properly made, to either the Java, Brazilian or Mocha coffee.I am indebted to the Colonel for this excellent substitute; and as every
man has his beet orchard, so has he his coffee.And like Cuffee, we exclaim, "Bress God for dis blockade.Nigger now get him plenty of kophphee, and Mr. Lincoln am no where."R. J. Dawson.

P.S.There is a per centage of water in the beet, which is
extracted as you toast the coffee particles to a nice brown.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 27, 1861, p. 3, c. 2

Air-Tight Fruit Jars:

A
small lot for sale by T. R. Ripley.
aug.18-1w.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 29, 1861, p. 2, c. 4Useful Hints to Planters' Wives.--Editors Rural:--The following recipes
are at your service:Corn Starch, or Farina.--Grate well filled green corn from the cob into a
tub of clean water, say a bushel into each tub.Let it remain a few hours, then strain the contents of each tub into
fresh water.The finest hair sifter
or fine muslin must be used for a strainer.After straining into fresh water, let it remain twelve hours or more;
then pour off the water--the starch will be precipitated to the bottom of the
tub, which must be spread on a clean cloth, and dried in the sun.It must be kept stirred to prevent it from molding.--When thoroughly dry
put it into glass jars.Corn Starch Blanc Mange.--Take a teacup full of the starch, mix it up
with cold water perfectly smooth; add this to a quart of milk which must be
boiled, stir in the starch while the milk is boiling; it must be stirred while
it is boiling to prevent it from burning.Let
it boil up once or twice, then take off and pour it into moulds.This Blanc Mange must be eaten with loaf sugar and cream.--Any seasoning,
such as lemon, or vanilla, can be used to season it; and if preferred the Blanc
Mange can be sweetened while it is boiling.Mrs. W. P. W.Auburn, near Laconia, Arkansas.[Southern Rural Gentleman.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 30, 1861, p. 2, c. 4The Virtues of Borax.--The washer women of Holland and Belgium, so
proverbially clean, and who get up their linen so beautifully white, use refined
borax as washing powder, instead of soda, in the proportion of a large handful
of borax powder to about ten gallons of boiling water; they save in soap nearly
half.All the large washing
establishments adopt the same mode.For
laces, cambrics, etc., an extra quantity of the powder is used, and for
crinolines, (required to be made stiff,) a strong solution is necessary.Borax being a neutral salt, does not in the slightest degree
injure the texture of the linen; its effect is to soften the hardest water, and
therefore it should be kept on every toilet table.To the taste it is rather sweet, is used for cleaning the
hair, is an excellent dentifrice, and in hot countries is used in combination
with tartaric acid and bicarbonate of soda as a cooling beverage.Good tea cannot be made with hard water; all water may be made soft by
adding a teaspoonful of borax powder to an ordinary sized kettle of water, in
which it should boil.The saving in the quantity of tea used will be at least
one-fifth.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 31, 1861, p. 2, c. 4Chicken Fried in Batter.--make a batter of two eggs, a teacup of milk and
a little salt, and thickened with flour; have the chickens cut up, washed and
seasoned; dip the pieces separately in the batter, and fry them in hard lard;
when brown on both sides take them up and make a gravy as for fried chickens.Lard fries much nicer than butter, which is apt to burn.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], September 27, 1861, p. 2, c. 1-2

Ladies' Relief Society.

September 24th 1861.At the meeting of the "Society" this morning only one report
from committees to visit the poor was submitted--that one from Mrs. Holcombe,
Mrs. Harden and Mrs. L. P. Grant, the committee for 3rd Ward.They reported [illegible--16?--on the fold] families whose husbands were
in the Confederate service.Several
of those families are partly composed of small children.All of them manifest a perfect willingness to do any work the
"Society" may give them, to aid in their support.Others appointed, not understanding the wards, made no report, though
they visited several families. . . .Much good can be accomplished by these visits to the poor; by giving them
help, advice, and encouragement.We
hope the several committees will give a written report of their labors at our
next meeting, which will be at eight o'clock next Tuesday. . . .The Ladies of the "Society" are to have a "Fair,"
next Tuesday evening, and hope for the sake of the cause prompting it, to have a
full attendance.Tickets for
admission 25cts.The ladies will
appear in southern homespun.Contents of boxes sent to "Hospital" were:22 bottles blackberry wine.3 jugs blackberry wine.6 bottles blackberry cordial.3 bottles blackberry shrub.2 jars blackberry jam.1 jar blackberry jelly.1 jar quince marmalade.4 bottles brandy.1 bottle grape wine.1 bottle scuppernong wine.2 demijohns syrup.36 blankets, 3 coverlets, 24 comforts, 2 bed ticks, 6 pillows, 20 pairs
sheets, 29 pairs pillow cases, 2 bolster cases, 60 towels, 31 pairs drawers, 60
shirts, 36 bundles eatables, 2 bushels dried apples, 1 bag rags--old linen and
cotton. . .Mrs. W. F. Westmoreland,President.
Caro. Yancey,Assistant Secretary.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], September 28, 1861, p. 2, c. 1-2.

A Word to the Ladies.

God bless them!We always
love to write, or talk, to and about the dear creatures.The men love you all--this you know.They have told you so a thousand times.But these are war times, and we must give up romancing for a while.We desire a short business chat with you this morning--have but a few
moments to spare from our constant labor--you have no idea how hard we work.Then to the point.Don't be excited, we are not courting.We want you with a ready hand and a willing heart to help your husbands,
fathers and brothers protect our sunny homes from an invading foe, who are
waging a cruel and relentless war upon our sacred rights--seeking to deprive us
of all that men hold dear--liberty of person, rights of property, and peace at
home.We do not expect you to shoulder a gun.Oh, no!not yet; but you can
be very useful, nevertheless.You
can work.You can card and spin;
you can weave; you can cook; you can wash, (your Sunday clothes, at least); you
can iron; you can "clean up" your house; you can knit, sew, quilt, and
we could not, in a month, think of the thousand and one useful things you can
do, which you never dreamed of when you were at boarding school.But you say, "what's the use?"You have servants to do all your house work.Very well; but this is the idea:Send
all the male servants to the farm, to raise provisions, and all your house girls
to the garden and field to work, and you do all you can at home, while they make
something out doors to satisfy the cravings of hunger.Your husband will love you more, and esteem you as a priceless jewel--far
above all rubies--and labor all the more to make himself worthy of such a
treasure.But you say your husband does love you, and ought to love you anyhow.Granted; but dismiss your careless, negligent servants; pitch in and do
your work yourself, and see how much more attractive home will soon be to your
husband!The coffee will be
better--not as unsettled as usual, the
cakes will be browner, the waffles more tender.It won't take half as many eggs; the sugar will last longer; you won't
have so many chipped cups and saucers; you won't have so many dishes and glasses
broken; brandy peaches and preserves will hold out longer; pickles won't
disappear so fast; and we don't know what all will be the better.Make your children sweep the yards and gather your vegetables for dinner,
it will improve their health and elevate their character.Encourage them; speak kindly to them; never scold them, and keep them at
their lessons, or at work, a good deal more than you do.(Let them play some, of course--just enough--not too much.)It will make them feel proud that they can help you and do something
useful; and when grown up, they will not be the poor helpless creatures that the
victims of wicked servants, careless parents, and idle bringing up, always are,
when they leave you to take charge of a home of their own.Then, again; by performing the duties we have indicated, yourself, you
not only have everything nicer and more satisfactory and agreeable to yourself,
your husband, and all concerned; but you will be better pleased with yourself.You will sleep better, be better contented, have less use for Spalding's
Glue and Cephalic Pills.You will enjoy better health, have a sweeter temper, feel
more independent, be a better wife, a kinder mother, and be more useful to your
country.You can save money; have
more to give away to those in need, and thereby cherish and cultivate one of the
most lovely and distinguishing traits of christian character--charity.If you cannot at once enter fully into the plan we have marked out, you
can do this:less extravagance in
dress.The fact is fine
dressing is becoming hateful to all sensible persons, and the extent to which it
was carried by some, before the blockade, never was genteel.If we can get salt and powder enough, it will not matter if we are
blockaded till every old French hat and gaudy flower is as dim as a faded
dogwood blossom.You can re-trim,
the best of you, three or four cast off bonnets.You can cut up your last fall dresses, and out of the skirts make the
children nice new dresses; and, rather than miss doing a good thing, you can
wear some of them yourself this fall and winter.You can "take in" your hoops (to suit the hard times--shorten
sail in this storm,) and save several yards in making a new dress for yourself.There are a thousand little plans which a thrifty house-wife can adopt to
save money, and look well too.With these remarks we will close on the part of the married women, for
the present.At our earliest opportunity, (by your permission,) we will
have a half hour's chat with the young ladies.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], September 28, 1862, p. 2, c. 2

Written expressly for the Southern Confederacy.
Soldiers' Relief Society.

These organizations are springing up thickly around us; nearly every
county in the State has one, and some have half a dozen.So far so good--we cannot do too much for our soldiers.But just where there are so many societies, there is, strange to say,
great danger that the least good will be done.This arises from the fact that while they are in the same county, formed
for the same purpose, and working, perhaps, for the very same companies, there
is a lack of disposition on the part of the members to have any correspondence
with each other, or to establish a communication in common with some central
Society, through which unanimity of action, and equality of distributions to
each Company might be secured.A letter has just been handed to me, written by a friend in a distant
part of the country, who is resident in a large town where one of these
Societies has been organized; and she tells me that though it is at the county
site, and is a most advantageous point for transportation, it is difficult to
obtain any cooperation from the smaller district associations.There appears to exist among them a species of jealousy--a fear lest they
should not get due credit for their contributions in money and clothing, were
they forwarded through other hands than their own.More counties than one are afflicted with false notions on this head, and
a serious affliction it will prove to be, unless they can be done away with.Is there not a different, a more correct view?Suppose an association has been formed in a central village, for the
whole county:It does not supersede the necessity for District Societies,
nor do its members arrogate to themselves any superiority over such
societies--Neither would they take one iota of the praise which their efforts
deserve.All they ask is for full
information as to their proceedings."Let us know," they say, "what you are doing and for whom.Some of you are in portions of the country far from the railroad and find
it inconvenient to transmit your packages.If you will send them to us, with the names of the donors
attached thereto, and the names and location of the soldiers for whom they are
designed, we will carefully pack them for you and forward them exactly according
to your order.We do not want the
name of doing your work, but we want to prevent confusion that must arise if we
work in a scattered, unsystematic way.We
will take special pains to have it known that the donation is yours, not
ours."Correspondence and cooperation in some such manner is absolutely
necessary.Several companies go
from one county.Each society works
more or less for these, as choice and fancy dictate.The consequence is, that in one company there is a deficiency of clothing
that the society of which it is the favorite cannot supply; in another a
superfluity of garments has been provided by a wealthier association, while yet
another is but poorly accoutered, even by the utmost efforts of some little band
devoted to its service.Now, if
this were reported at the headquarters of a central association, and the
distribution of clothing regulated accordingly, the extra quantity might be so
divided, and the individual efforts of the association so applied as to furnish
every company with what is needful, without waste of money or effort.And we should remember that if this war continues long, every cent
uselessly expended may prove a bitter loss--every misdirected effort will be a
cruel mockery of the wants of some perishing soldier.My friend's letter has furnished me a text for the times.Is it possible that now, when
everything depends upon united, energetic action, some people are standing aloof
from one another, in fear that, if they band together, some little
scraps of credit may be detached from their good deeds as individuals!And, after all, some of them have only half fulfilled their real duty.For shame!Our volunteers appeal to us for aid--"Yes, yes, you shall have it,
all we can give; but we will have no connection with this society, and that
shall not know what we are doing, and we cannot promise you much."So, the winter closes in, and these rambling donations are sent off.An ill-assorted variety, they are worse divided--some soldiers are amply
supplied, others are almost destitute.As one by one they yield to the effects of the piercing blasts, and the
soil of Virginia is dotted with the graves of those slain, not by the sword, not
by pestilence, but by exposure alone, whose will the fault be?Had this principle, established by some of our aid societies, prevailed
in our political administration, we should have to-day no combined forces to
oppose our foes, and no united leaders to command them, were they banded.David would stand aloof from Stephens and the Cabinet; Beauregard and the
rest of the Generals would be wrangling for the "credit" of the
victory of Manassas Plains, and ere the last Autumn sunset could cast its
shadows over our landscape, Lincoln would be triumphant, and the "Southern
Confederacy" live only in dreams.Cooperation is indispensable to harmony of action; harmony is the soul of
collective energy and efficiency.Unanimity and success, discord and failure, or, at best, but partial
achievements.There is our choice.ZIOLA.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], September 29, 1861, p. 2, c. 2.

Concert and Tableaux at West Point.

West Point, Ga.,}September 22d, 1862.}Messrs. Editors:As we have
no press in our little village, will you allow me the use of your columns as a
medium of informing the public of what our liberal and patriotic citizens are
doing for the cause of Southern independence.On last Friday evening, the 20th inst., a Concert and Tableaux
Vivants, were given for the benefit of our soldiers, by the "Ladies'
Relief Society."Mr. Croft
kindly tendered his Hall to the ladies, gratuitously.The Concert opened with the Tableaux of the "Coronation of the Fairy
Queen."Miss Mary W. Erwin had
the honor of receiving, from the hands of a fair attendant, the rural crown; and
gracefully acknowledging the homage of her little subjects, as they reclined
around her throne.The appearance
of this Tableaux was quite charming; and, if scenes in fairy land seem but half
as beautiful as this, it must, indeed, be a delightful land to inhabit."The Confederate Wagon," sung by Miss McNeill, was much
applauded."Old Cabin
Home," sung by Misses Cherry and Harrington, was exquisitely sweet.The rich tones of the singers' voices, mingling with the strains of a
fine instrument, in the chorus, left an impression upon the hearts of the
audience that will not soon wear away."The Soldier's Dream," a Tableaux, was next performed.The wearied soldier is represented as lying in the arms of balmy sleep,
dreaming of a sweet home and loved ones left behind; or, perchance, with heart
swelling with "the pomp and circumstance of glorious war.""The Female Auctioneer" was sung by Miss Ellis, with a clear
and articulate voice.This was
followed by the National "Root Hog or Die," sung by Miss Cherry.The words were suited to the times, and I think it would have affected
"Uncle Abe" with a distressing attack of "dry grins," to
have heard it.Then came the little
mocking bird of all, Miss Sue Sheppard, with the song of "Wake up in de
mornin'," which produced roars of laughter.The Tableau, "Pocahontas and Captain Smith," was faultless."I forget the Gay World," by Misses Reed, Erwin, Harrington and
Cherry, was a soft and pensive air."I
should like to change my Name," was artlessly and sweetly sung.The Tableaux, "Bell of West Point, and Flower of the Family,"
was impatiently looked for; in fact, every one was in a breathless state of
anxiety, to see the two beautiful "Misses" who would appear, in
evident consciousness of their superior charms!The audience breathed freely once more, as the curtain rose and displayed
to their curious eyes a common brass bell(e) and a fine sack of Family Flour
(Flower.)It was universally
thought to be a good "chaw.""Hear me Norma," played and sung by Miss Fanny Harris and Miss
Sallie Reid, was perfectly magnificent, unsurpassed and unsurpassable.The Marseillaise, sung by Miss
Annie Erwin, was really soul-stirring.The Tableaux of "Fuss in the Family," was quite
ludicrous; and, no doubt, was as familiar as "household words" to some
unfortunate individual, who had placed himself "outside" of too much
of the "juice."--"Dixie's Land," by Misses Ellis, Sharp and
Walker, was fine; and the class of little girls joining in the chorus, waving
their small Confederate flags, made one's heart beat with proud emotion."The Ivy Green," by Miss Susan Cherry, was soft and plaintively
sweet.It was sung with the power of art.Miss Fanny Harris, on the Piano, and Prof. _______ on the
Flute, charmed the audience with the exquisite and intoxicating air of
"Then you'll remember me."The performances closed with the "Confederate States," a
Tableaux.Each State had a
representative, all of them together forming a semi-circle with their hands
clasped.In the centre [sic] stood
Miss Sallie F. Reid, representing the Palmetto State, with a large Confederate
flag in her hand.It was certainly a brilliant galaxy of sisters.South Carolina's representative, like herself, was prominent and
peerless!The Concert was urged to a successful issue by the patriotic efforts of
Mrs. Mary Erwin, and Miss Sallie Fannie Reid.A cause supported, as ours is, by such ladies, can hardly fail to
succeed; but heaven knows that when the ladies who support that cause are as
tireless and self sacrificing as Miss Reid, and as indefatigable as Mrs. Erwin,
it must be doubly sure of success.SPECTATOR.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], September 29, 1862, p. 2, c. 2-3

The Tomato Catsup Question Up--Who Will Settle It.

Editors Confederacy:Having
seen a call through your valuable paper
for a receipt for making good Tomato Catsup, I send you one that I have tried
for the last ten years, and it has proved good.I have made and kept Catsup by this receipt three years, and found it as
good as when first put up.Take one peck of large, ripe tomatoes; having cut them up, put them into
a preserving kettle; let them boil half an hour; then press and strain the pulp
through a hair sieve; put back into the kettle and add one ounce of salt, one
ounce powdered mace, half ounce powdered cloves, one teaspoonful of ground black
pepper, the same of Cayenne pepper, and eight tablespoonsful of ground mustard.Mix the ingredients with the tomato pulp, and let it boil
slowly four hours.Then put it in a
tureen and let it stand until next day uncovered; when cold, stir into it one
pint of best cider vinegar.Put it
in bottles and seal the corks.It
is then ready for use.Yours respectfully,Mrs. H. C. Holcombe.
Atlanta, Sept. 26th, 1861.

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September 27th, 1861.Mr. Editor:I enclose you a
receipt to make Tomato Catsup, which I have used several years, and have seen
none better.If you are fond of it,
try it; I think you will be pleased with it.I think many of our soldier boys would relish it finely, and their
friends ought to make a double supply.S.V.H.

Tomato Catsup.

Have your fruit perfectly ripe; wash and mash it; boil it well; when
done, strain it through a sieve, and to four quarts of the liquid, add one quart
of good vinegar--apple is preferable--also, two tablespoonsful of ground
mustard, two of fine salt, two of ground black pepper, two of whole allspice,
one of cloves, two large onions cut fine, three pods of green pepper, and half
pound of sugar.Boil it to a proper
consistency; then strain again, bottle and cork tightly.I will send you another which I prefer to Catsup, and no doubt would be
much relished among our sick soldiers.[You have told us how much vinegar, mustard, salt, pepper, &c., to
use, but you did not say how much tomatoes.We suppose you meant "right smart."--Eds. Confed.]

Green Tomato Sauce.

Slice a peck of green tomatoes; sprinkle each layer lightly with salt;
let them stand all night; next morning, wash them, and if too salt, let them
stand a short time in cold water; take them out and let them drain; slice 12 or
15 large onions, put them with the tomatoes in a kettle, with 3 pods of green or
red pepper, cut in thin slices; also, a half pound of white mustard seed, once
ounce of ground allspice, half ounce of mace, two ounces of cloves, one ounce of
ground black pepper, and half a pound of sugar.Cover the whole with good vinegar, and boil rapidly until the tomatoes
are done.Then add two
tablespoonfuls of ground mustard and stir it in well.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], September 29, 1861, p. 3, c. 2

Pop-Corn.

Gen. John H. Rice has presented us with an ear of Brazilian Pop Corn.It is a very deep red, well-filled ear.The General gathered 26 ears from the same stalk--all sound, full-grown,
and well-filled.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 1, 1861, p. 2, c. 2Showing Her Colors.--A Gentleman from Cheat Mountain tells the following:A squad of Indiana volunteers, out scouting, came across an old woman in
a log cabin, in the mountains.After
the usual salutations, one of them asked her:"Well, old lady, are you secesh?""No," was her answer."Are
you Union?""No.""What are you then?""A Baptist, and allers have been."The Hoosiers let down.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 1, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

The Ladies' Fair.

The Ladies' Soldiers' Relief Society (one of the most useful and
patriotic institutions in the city) will give an elegant and well-arranged Fair,
at the City Hall, to-night--the proceeds for the benefit of the soldiers.Now, young gentlemen, and old gentlemen, too, here is a chance for you to
show the stuff you are made of.Every
pretty young lady in the city (and that includes all) will be there; will have
beautifully decorated tables with all conceivable sorts of pretty, nice articles
adapted to a bachelor's den.Every imaginable article that female ingenuity can invent or hunt up, in
the way of little bit o' caps, shoes, hoods, robes, cloaks, &c., all made
expressly for and just suited to the baby.Go and buy these nice things.In
the first place, the soldier fighting for your safety will get the money, or its
worth, and more too, in what they need.In
the second place, you will cheer and encourage the ladies in their noble efforts
to do good--to clothe those who face the bleak winds of winter in Virginia, as
well as the cannon's mouth, in defense of your homes and firesides.And last, you can, by carrying some of the little things back home, make
your sweet little children happy for days and weeks, and bring a smile to the
sad face of your dear good wife.If you won't go now, why just stay away--keep your pelf and
die by it.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 2, 1861, p. 1, c. 1

Half Sheet To-Day.

And brown at that.The
paper maker has disappointed us.We
have made every possible effort to get paper, and have failed.It is not at the mills, or elsewhere within our reach.We have no assurance of paper--even for a half sheet--for tomorrow.We have it promised to us for Friday's issue.We shall get it earlier, if possible; but if you get no paper
tomorrow, you may know it is for the want of paper.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 2, 1861, p. 1, c. 1

The Catsup Question.

Messrs. Editors:I see, in
your last issue, some receipts for making Tomato Catsup.I send you a bottle of catsup, which I hope you will do me the honor to
try, and, if you think it worthy, you can publish the following receipt by which
it is made.

Tomato Catsup.

To every gallon of peeled tomatoes, add 4 tablespoonfuls of salt, 4 of
black pepper, 2 of allspice, 8 pods red pepper, 4 spoonfuls of mustard seed.Bruise your spices and add to the tomatoes; then boil slowly three hours;
strain it and boil it again, till it is thick enough, when you take it off, add
one pint of vinegar to the gallon, and bottle.I also send you a jar of "Axejar Pickle," which I think would
be more desirable for our soldiers than catsup.Try it at dinner to-day, and see if you can't agree with me.It requires only vinegar enough to keep it moist, and could be sent
without doing damage to any other articles in a box, which you know is
preferable to other pickles and sauces, which require a quantity of vinegar to
keep them.If you would like to
publish the receipt, I will send it to you with pleasure.Respectfully,Mrs. S. B. Robson.Monday Morning, Sept. 30, 1861.[The catsup and the Axejar are both very fine as we learn by testing
them.Please send us the receipt
for making the pickle.]

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 6, 1861, p. 3, c. 2Wooden Shoes.--We have received, from Mr. McKinlay, a pair of shoes, very
simply and ingeniously made of a species of gum wood, of which our swamps
contain an everlasting supply, and which, when seasoned, combines the lightness
of white pine, the strength of hickory, and, to some degree, the elasticity and
endurance of horn.They can be made
water-proof by the addition of a coat of oil or varnish.In the present scarcity of leather, the suitability of these shoes for
plantation use is a matter of grave moment.Specimens of the shoes may be seen in our office--Charleston Mercury, 2d
October.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 6, 1861, p. 3, c. 2Rags.--Save all your rags--cotton, flax, hemp, &c., and send them to
market where you can realize three cents a pound.The South wears out more such goods than two such Norths, and yet the
North saves double the quantity of rags for making paper.Let this be changed hereafter.Save
the rags to make paper, and thereby make money.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 9, 1861, p. 3, c. 2

Recipe for Dysentery and Flux.

We have the following from Mrs. E. C. Jennings, of Oxford.She is a highly intelligent lady--well known to us, and we place every
confidence in her recommendation:Take sweet gum bark and make a strong tea; to one quart add one gill of
brandy and an ounce vial of laudanum, with a little sugar to make it palatable.Take a teaspoonful until the disease abates.I have known one
dose to effect an immediate cure of the worst case I ever saw, and I know it to
be a never-failing remedy.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 12, 1861, p. 2, c. 4.

Abraham Lincoln.
-----
"Dan Tucker."
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Abram
Lincoln! he was born
In old Kentuck, one cloudy morn;
And ever since that hour unlucky
There's been a "cave" in old
Kentucky!Yaw! yaw! ye bold Bull runnersWait a wee for the Terrell gunners.

Abram
Lincoln got elected!
Bigger fool than we expected!
Tried to run the old machine,
Smashed it to a smithereen!Yaw! yaw, etc.

Abram
Lincoln made a pledge,
To save the Union with a wedge!
Drove it in! but the more he hit
The worse the glorious Union split.Yaw! yaw, etc.

Abram
Lincoln!Who but he!
Thought to crush our liberty;
Sent McDowell to harass us
Over the left around Manassas!Yaw! yaw, etc.

Scott,
he came to Bull Creek ford,
Rolled up his sleeves and pulled out his sword;
Winfield Scott! with his cheeks a puffin,
Next thing he knew he didn't know nuffin.Yaw! yaw, etc.

Abram
Lincoln vowed and swore
To "plant his foot" on Southern shore;
And if he did, the white folks say,
He planted it with the heel this way!Yaw! yaw, etc.

Lincoln
lives in Washington,
In the breech of a "long-tom" gun,
Bye and bye as I'm a-thinking,
They'll touch it off! and good bye Lincoln!Yaw! yaw, etc.

Abram
Lincoln he must feel
Mighty mean with his Bastile,
Such a load upon his stomach
Better not cross the old Potomac.Yaw! yaw, etc.

There's
a pile of pickinniny
Lying round in old Virginny,
Waiting 'till he comes along
To greet him with a cannon song.Yaw! yaw, etc.

Several cases were before the Court on Friday.
. . . 4th, Lucy and Matilda, two colored ladies, were arraigned for impertinent
language to white persons--postponed on account of the absence of testimony.5th, Lucy a slave girl--for the same offense--sentenced to 39 lashes laid
on her bare back by the Marshal.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 30, 1861, p. 2, c. 3

Wanted:Recruits
for the Atlanta Amateurs

Messrs. Editors:I wish
through your journal to call the attention of the patriotic musical talent of
our city to the fact that they can materially aid, with their abilities, the
cause of our country, relieve, to a great extent, the wants of the soldier's
family, and minister to the comfort of our gallant boys who are now upon the
battlefield.The organization, known as the Atlanta Amateurs, was formed here last
May, and, as all are aware, have, in every instance, responded to the call of
their fellow-citizens, and with what success, I leave to our audience to
determine.Many of our members,
since we commenced, have left our association and gone to the defense of their
country.As these, one by one, left
us, I called upon the ladies of our city to supply their places.A few responded, and to them is our city mainly indebted for the handsome
sums which, from time, we have obtained by our entertainments and devoted to the
support of the good cause.From our organization to the present time, we have been actively
employed.Over $4,000 has been
procured by this pleasant method and distributed to the different companies and
relief fund, and while our motto is "In for the War," a due regard for
the health of the noble band, of which I have the honor to be manager, shows me
the necessity of applying for recruits, and earnestly soliciting the assistance
of others, in order to relieve those who have been so incessantly engaged, and
also to add to the interest and brilliancy of our entertainments.I trust, therefore, that the ladies and gentlemen Amateurs of our city
will consider this a special invitation to assist us.If there is honor in fighting the battles of our country in the field, it
surely is not discreditable to endeavor, in this pleasant manner, to sustain our
soldiery and assist their families.One
is as imperative a duty as the other.Both
must be performed.We have all the
talent here that we could wish, and it only needs being brought forward, and
where could it be displayed to better advantage, or for a more laudable cause.Ladies and gentlemen who take an interest in our success, and are willing
to assist, will please send in their names to the Club.Wm. H. Barnes,Manager.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 31, 1861, p. 3, c. 3

Splendid Flag.

Yesterday we were shown, by the artist, a most beautiful Confederate Flag
which was prepared for the Stephens Regiment--Col. E. L. Thomas--now at Walton's
Spring, near this city.It is of
the finest silk, and ornamented.On
one side of the blue field is the coat of arms and motto of the State of
Georgia, and the words "35th Georgia," upon the arch.On the other side is a fine painted likeness of Hon. A. H. Stephens, and
under the words "Stephens Rifles."It is by far the handsomest flag we have seen since this revolution
commenced.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 1, 1861, p. 2, c. 4

Peach Leaf Yeast.

Hops cost $2 00 per pound, leaves cost nothing, and peach leaves make
better yeast than hops.Make it
thus:Take three large peach leaves and three medium sized
potatoes, boil them in two quarts of water until the potatoes are done; take out
the leaves and throw them away, peel the potatoes, and rub them up with a pint
of flour, adding cold water sufficient to make a paste, then pour on the h hot
peach leaf tea, and scald for about five minutes.If you add to this a little old yeast, it will be ready for
use in three hours.If you add
none, it will require to stand a day and night before use.Leaves dried in the shade are as good as fresh ones.As this is stronger than hop yeast, less should be used in making up the
dough.I have tried this often, and
I amA LOVER OF GOOD BREAD.[We find the foregoing in the Richmond Whig of the 23d October, and would
take great pleasure in commending it to our readers, if it had only told us
whether sweet or Irish potatoes were meant.--Eds. Confed.]

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 1, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

Glad to See It.

A large number of the young ladies and misses, pupils in Prof. Mayson's
Institute, have ladies off their hoops,
and walk our streets with perfect safety from short corners, awkward
pedestrians, &c.We hope to see
the last hoopskirt confiscated.They are very convenient to some,
but a great growing and spreading
deception to the public--that is, to all gentlemen admirers of real grace and
lovely form.But if a total abandonment of their use is more than can now be
accomplished, we suggest a compromise.Let
all the married ladies wear hoops.That
would save the trouble and danger of a gentleman falling in love with a married
lady.Then the young ladies and old
maids and children--if that term be not offensive--can go minus hoops.They will be much more comfortable, and be less liable to accidents by
fire in a schoolroom, than when flying around with distended skirts.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 3, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

A Spicy Letter.

Messrs. Editors:I noticed
in your paper of the 1st inst., (we take the "Confederacy") an article
about hoops, and some of your suggestions thereon.Now, sir, I don't know how to quarrel with an editor, as quarrelling
is, apparently, a part of their business; but I must and will express my mind. You
have, in that article, been guilty of gross partiality.You say, "let the married ladies wear hoops!"Oh yes!That is very
magnanimous on your part, (both of you married gentlemen, are you not?)Are you afraid to carry your
suggestions too near home?Verily, from your strategical skill in this affair, you would make
excellent Generals.I wish you were
near the Potomac.Let "young ladies, old maids and children go minus hoops!"Indeed!Now wouldn't that be
a pretty show!Show "real
grace and lovely forms!"Pray
tell us what you have got to do with, or say about "lovely forms?"True, I wear No. 1 1/2 gaiters myself, but it's none of your business;
and you have but little to do, in my opinion, to try to limit the circumference
of young ladies' or old maids' skirts, either.If they want to "spread,"
let them SPREAD.--The world's
plenty big to hold everybody and their hoops, too; and I intend to wear my hoops
just as long as they are fashionable; and if awkward pedestrians don't like it,
let them get out of the way.Just think of it!Wouldn't
my new silk look a fright, all tucked up to keep it out of the mud!and then, if it were not for hoops, how could I and my two
dear class mates fill up a whole pew at church and keep out all common folks
from jamming down by us, and hearing what we say, if we happen to whisper a little!Then what else but hoops can we wear to make our dresses stick out and
shape right?You certainly don't know how costly homespun is these war times; and then
you don't know how heavy seventy-five or a hundred yards of goods are, to carry
around one's waist; and the old fashion of stuffing about with cotton is
ridiculous.I can't write all I feel upon this subject; but if it does snow this
winter, (and I hope it will) and you ever ride that little black Indian pony
near the College, he will have to make better time than usual, or one Southern
editor will get snow-balled, certain, hoops or no hoops.Now, if you have any sense of justice, you will publish this piece, and
not burn it, like another smartie.You can do just as you please; it won't hurt.Jennie Freedom.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 5, 1861, p. 2, c. 4.

Directions for Keeping Sweet Potatoes Through the
Winter.
by Samuel Johnson, of Desoto, Mississippi.
----

A good method of keeping them is to dig them, without cutting the
potatoes, as soon as the leaves are bitten by frost, and the same day they are
dug put them in a hill, which should be elevated six inches at the bottom above
the surrounding earth, and also place under the hill a floor of boards and a
heavy coat of cornstalks, on them, and the potatoes on the cornstalks.As many as one hundred and fifty bushels may be put in a hill with
safety.Form the hill as near a
circle as convenient, and also have it tall in proportion to its base.Then cover it well with cornstalks, next a course of boards which are
dry, and then a light coat of dirt, commencing with the dirt at the bottom of
the hill and going half way to the top of it.The hill should then be sheltered and well drained, eighteen inches deep,
all around it.Ten days from the
time the hill is put up, cover it all over with dirt four or five inches deep,
and if the winter be a cold one cover still deeper.I have kept sound every year for eighteen years on the above method, and
think it a good one for general use.I have known the potato kept well in a cellar under a brick house.The house was twenty feet square, the wall twenty inches thick, and went
into the ground two feet--the floor two and a half feet above the level of the
ground, one half of it next to the fire place was tongued-grooved, the other
half was made of plank as it came from the mill--the room over the cellar was
used regularly the year round as a cook house, had two doors and two windows to
the room above the cellar--the wall which surrounded the cellar had a few small
air holes in it, which were left open until the potatoes went through a sweat,
and were then closed.I have heard from reliable authority that the sweet potato has been
preserved in a high state of perfection, the year round, in the town of
Covington, Tennessee, by placing them in a cellar under a brick house, and
filling, as they are heaped, with pulverized charcoal, and also covering them
sufficiently deep to prevent the cold or heat from damaging them.I am fully convinced that the small potato may be kept well, quite cheap,
and kept in such a way as to undergo a small amount of freezing and thawing, and
yet not be damaged by it.If so,
our army and navy should have the benefit of them, this coming fall, without
fail.The method of preserving them, as last alluded to, is this:take the potatoes, pile them, when dug, in a ordinary house, cover them a
few inches deep with crab grass, then let them remain in that condition about
ten days, at which commence and bake them in a good brick oven, having its heat
just enough to blister the potatoes, but not so hot as to scorch them, laying
only one layer deep of potatoes on the bottom of the oven.Each oven full should remain in the oven from the time they
are put in until it is cold.After
baking them, box them in shallow slated boxes, and they are ready for
transportation.Potatoes raised and saved as first directed, cost about twenty cents a
bushel; yield an average of one hundred and fifty bushels per acre.The cost of seed, cultivating, digging and putting up, about eighteen
dollars, per acre; there are raised annually in the State of Mississippi perhaps
three millions of bushels, and in North Mississippi, I think I may safely state,
fully half of what are raised annually, rot from imperfect keeping; and as they
are worth in every family fifty cents a bushel, the State loses annually, by not
preserving them well, over a million of dollars, yet might, if they be kept with
certainty by baking, be made an article of commerce in so preparing them.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 7, 1861, p. 3, c. 1How to Get the Very Best Coffee at About Ten Cents a Pound.--In these war
times it is quite an object to make economical investments in this article, but
aside from this, the coffee that you can make from this recipe will be found far
superior to the very best you can get anywhere, either North or South, and those
who give it a fair trial will be unwilling to go back even to the best Java.Take sweet potatoes and after peeling them, cut them up into small pieces
about the size of the joint of your little finger, dry them either in the sun or
by the fire, (sun dried probably the best,) and then parch and grind the same as
coffee.Take two thirds of this to
one third of coffee to a making.Try it, not particularly for its economy but for its superiority over any
coffee you ever tasted.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 8, 1861, p. 2, c. 1Milledgeville, Monday, Oct. 5, 1861
[going to the state legislature]Nearly all of the members had on clean shirts.Some of them had new clothes; most of them were dressed in Georgia
jeans--blue, black and brown.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 14, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

Southern Made Bonnet.

Yesterday we were shown a bonnet made by Mrs. Mary A. Young, of
Covington, which was far more beautiful than any Northern made article of the
kind we ever saw.It is a
sunbonnet, made of culm or scape
of the common field crab grass, which Mrs. Young wove herself and then fashioned
and trimmed the bonnet.It is
highly creditable to her genius, taste and skill; and we have not doubt the cost
of a bonnet made by her would be no greater than that of a Yankee made article,
while it is far more beautiful.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 20, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

Knitting vs. Novels.

Twelve months ago, every young lady who had "traveled," whom we
saw on the cars, steamboat, stage line, or omnibus, had, as an indispensable
article of traveling elegance, one or more yellow-backed novels, or Yankee
"Lady's Books."Now, we
see nothing of the kind.The other day we were noticing the nimble fingers of a beautiful young
lady in the cars, who industriously added to the length of a white wool sock,
all the way from Macon to Atlanta.At
first, we did not recognize her, but finally, with a modest smile she made
herself known to us.She was the
daughter of an old friend, and of a highly respected and talented family.She was a little girl when we last saw her.She informed us that she had been in Southern Georgia,
teaching for two years; that she was now returning to her home to attend her
sister's wedding; that her brothers were in the army, and she must send them socks, which was her excuse for shilling away the
hours of travel with knitting instead of a novel.Can men who have such sisters be conquered?Never!never!!

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 21, 1861, p. 2, c. 1Milledgeville, Nov. 14.
. . . [at the Georgia legislature]To-day
the galleries in the House are filled with ladies--the pleasant weather draws
them out.We will just mention, for
the benefit of our spicy correspondent "Jennie Freedom," that all belles
at the Milledgeville Hotel are minus
hoops; and that of evenings, while entertaining their gentlemen acquaintances,
they are busily engaged in knitting gloves, comforts, socks, &c., for the
soldiers.This is as it should be.By this suggestion, we do not mean to intimate that we desire any
communication from Miss Jennie on the subject; for the thought of her and those
snow-balls, make us shiver.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 24, 1861, p. 2, c. 4Corned Beef.--A lady asks us how to cure beef for plantation use, as the
"cattle upon a thousand sandhills are about to be sacrificed on the alters
[sic] of secession."An
unexceptionable recipe for corned is the following, which we have always used:"To every twenty five pounds of beef, put one ounce of saltpetre,
one pound of brown sugar, and one quart of salt.Molasses will do as well as sugar.Rub
the beef well with the mixture, and place it in a barrel, so that the liquor
exuding from the beef will cover it.Turn
it every day, and in a week you will have fine corned beef.No water should be used.To
preserve it for a long time, after a week, pour off the liquor, boil it a short
time, until the scum arises, remove that, and when cold, pour it again upon the
beef.Beef so prepared will keep
for many months, and be equal to the best "Boston Mess."For family use, there is no better recipe than the above; for plantation
use, a little more salt may be used.Beef
so prepared may be kept for a long time without becoming hard.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 24, 1864, p. 2, c. 4To Make Good Candles.--A lady correspondent of the Houston
"Telegraph" furnishes the following receipe [sic], which, in our
present condition, will be found universally useful:"To Harden Tallow, Suet, or Lard for Candles.--Take a half pound
each of Alum and saltpetre, pulverize coarsely, pour on it a quart of boiling
water; take from 12 to 20 pounds of tallow, according to its firmness.The former quantity for the oily tallow, we get from a fat beef in
summer, or for lard, and the latter for tallow that will stand in a cake; put in
an iron vessel near the fire, and when melted, stir in the dissolved alum and
saltpeter, and boil until the water is all expelled from the tallow.Have wicks made smaller and of rather smaller and finer thread than is
usual for home made candles--dip them in a strong solution of saltpetre, and
when perfectly dry, mould the candles in the usual way.If any one, after giving the recipe a trial, goes in darkness, it is
because their deeds are evil."

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], December 2, 1861, p. 2, c. 2

Valuable Recipes.

The following recipes are furnished by one of the most experienced
house-wives in our State, and we can assure our readers that they are good.These recipes have been going the rounds of the press with a very
material error in one of them, which we now correct--our attention being called
to the mistake by the excellent lady who furnished them.

How to Make Tallow Candles.

For every ten pounds of tallow, have one pound of alum; dissolve the alum
in two gallons of hot water; boil the tallow first in clear water two hours.After it is perfectly cold, cut the tallow out, scrape off all the
sediment from the bottom of the tallow, and boil it in the alum water two hours,
skimming it well.After it becomes
cold, again scrape off all the sediment which adheres to the bottom of the
tallow; and simmer until all the water is out of the tallow, which may be known
by any one accustomed to boiling lard or tallow.After every drop of water is out, it is then ready to mould.To make the tallow still more firm, through not so white, add three
pounds of beeswax to every ten pounds of tallow, and boil it with the tallow in
the alum water.As the common
candle wick is too large, split the wick and put it in the moulds.

For Corning Beef or Pork.

To one gallon of water, take 1 1/2 pounds of salt, half pound of brown
sugar, half ounce of saltpetre; [Here our correspondent says the following
ingredients should be added:to
every half gallon you put in half ounce of Soda ash in two ounces of Carbonates
of Soda.--Ed. Con.] in this ratio, the pickle to be increased to any quantity
desired.Let these be boiled until all the dirt is skimmed off.--Then
throw the pickle into a large, clean tub to cool, and when perfectly cold, pour
it over the meat, which must be in a tight barrel or box, which will not leak.After three or four weeks it is cured.The meat must be kept well covered with the brine, by putting something
heavy on it.The meat must not be
put in the brine until it has been killed at least two days, during which time
it must be spread out and lightly sprinkled with saltpetre.Twenty gallons of water, 30 pounds of salt, 10 pounds of sugar, and 10
ounces of saltpetre will fill a barrel.The
same brine can be used a second time by boiling and skimming it well.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], December 4, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

How to Cure Bacon with Little Salt

To 5
gallons water, 7 lbs salt, 1 lb of sugar or 1 pint molasses, 1 tea spoonful
saltpeter; mix, and after sprinkling the flesh side of the hams in the salt,
pack in a tight barrel--hams first, then shoulders, lastly middlings.Pour over the brine, and if not enough to cover, make another draft of
the above and repeat till all is covered--leaving the meat in brine from 4 to 7
weeks according to size.

Messrs. Editors:It is
complained that the manufacturers of woolen and cotton fabrics are taking
advantage of the national calamity to reap rich harvests from the necessities of
the government and the people.This
may be the case in some instances, but then there are honorable exceptions that
should be noted.There is a mistaken notion abroad, however, that goods cost manufacturers
no more now than before the war.This
is a great mistake.It should be
recollected that wool is selling at over one hundred per cent. higher than last
year.This is not the fault of
manufacturers, as it is to their interests to keep the price down.And what can be said of dyestuffs, oils, and every
description of findings, that enter largely into the cost of both woolen and
cotton goods?These articles are
only to be had at from four to eight hundred per cent. above last years prices.The writer has no interest in the manufacture of either woolen or cotton
goods, but desires that justice should be done, and blame should not be laid at
the doors of those who are blameless.The proprietors of the Ivy Woolen Mills, at Roswell, Ga., the Messrs. J.
R. & Thos. E. King, have done, and are doing, all that lies in their power
to furnish goods for our soldiers at a low price.They have scarcely been making the usual manufacturing profits.At the rate of five hundred yards per day, they have been
furnishing an excellent article of cadet gray for the army at eighty-five cents
to one dollar per yard, and in every instance where it was possible, directly
to the soldiers.Unfortunately,
however, in many instances they have been compelled to let speculators and
dealers have the goods, in order to get their wool and other materials.Sweeping assertions denouncing all woolen manufacturers as speculators
upon the public necessity, are therefore improper, and a discouragement to the
worthy and honorable.To my certain knowledge, the Messrs. Kings have been offered a large
advance on their regular prices, for their goods, by speculators, which they
have refused.Such instances of patriotism and fidelity to our common cause
should be favorably remembered by the people of Georgia when happier times
surround us, and should now be made an exception to sweeping assertions of
venality,Maize.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], December 20, 1861, p. 3, c. 2

Candles!Candles!!
Atlanta Candle Manufactory!

I am now prepared to fill orders for the best article of Stearine Candles
on very reasonable terms for cash.J. J. Thrasher.P.S.I am still paying the highest market price, in cash, for good
Tallow.J. J. T.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], December 27, 1861, p. 3, c. 1

Christmas Day.

Was clear and pleasant, and everybody seemed to enjoy it more or less.The usual number of fire crackers and sky-rockets were exploded by the
boys in our streets.The fantasticals
paraded, and every boy or negro in sight or hearing went screaming and huzzaing
after them.A few persons who had
never seen such an exhibition of "masks and faces," long chapeaus,
forked tails and woolly hair, stared, trembled, and ran affrighted like
"Major Jones" at the Female College Commencement at Macon, and were
laughed at for it by all who observed them, the same as "Miss Mary"
did at "the Major."

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], January 11, 1862, p. 2, c. 4How to Make Candles.--Mr. N. A. Isom has discovered a new and valuable
process for making good candles from tallow, equal to the star.It is this:To a quart of
tallow add two or three leaves of the prickly pear, and boil out all the water
that may gather.When of the right
consistency, mould in the usual way.We
are of the opinion that a little alum would improve the candles.Try it, everybody.The
prickly pear grows abundantly in this neighborhood.--[Oxford Intelligencer.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], January 18, 1862, p. 2, c. 3
--A soldier's food should be well cooked; (no tainted meat) his meals at regular
hours; no violent exercise after eating; a hearty breakfast, and at least one
meal of animal food a day, with plenty of vegetables, as carrots, onions, rice,
etc., ripe fruit, and after exposure or fatigue, good hot soup, cleanliness
observed, and the feet kept dry if possible.He should have coffee once or twice a day, but if not to be got, the
substitutes are, acorns stripped and roasted, ground sassafras nuts [sic?],
grated crust of bread, rye or wheat, parched with butter, beech root, horse
beans, etc.The substitutes for tea
are--the yopon [sic], rosemary, strawberry leaves.But the best home tea is made of good, well made meadow hay
(infusion).While on the subject,
I'll say that starch can be made of frosted potatoes, and the tops make good
potash when burnt; and the myrtle, glycerine [sic], etc., will furnish the other
component of soap.

Take 2 lbs. common salt, 2 lbs. alum, 1 lb. saltpetre; dissolve in 6
gallons water and keep the shrouding wet with the solution.I have used this preparation on all necessary occasions for the last
thirty years.It will, in a great degree, prevent the offensive odor from
dead bodies, and while the remains of so many of our deceased soldiers are being
transported such a distance, it may be of service to publish.A Physician.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 20, 1862, p. 1, c. 6

The New Flag of the Confederacy.

We learn that the Committee of Congress, charged with determining and
reporting a design for the flag of the Southern Confederacy, have adopted one
which we reproduce in the sketch below: [sketch]It will be seen from the sketch that the flag is to be a blue
"Union" on a red field; the stars being white, the national colors of
red, white and blue, being thus reproduced.There are four stars disposed in the form of a square within the Union.The Committee have chosen the design from a great number and variety
submitted to them.The collections
of the designs offered to the Committee is quite curious--beehives, snakes,
temples of liberty, and all sorts of devices figuring among them.The design adopted, it is understood, is almost unanimously approved by
Congress, with the exception of the stars and their arrangement, for which some
of the members propose to substitute the Southern Cross.It is understood that the other parts of the design will certainly be
adopted by Congress.--Richmond Examiner.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 1, 1862, p. 2, c. 3

To Destroy Lice.

Messrs.
Editors:The following simple method for destroying lice, those troublesome little
insects of the genus pediculus, has been frequently used by my mother with
success:Roast an egg done, mix only the yelk [sic?] with just enough
lard to produce a salve.Grease the
head thoroughly, and in twenty-four hours, or less time, not a live louse or nit
can be found.If you think this recipe will be beneficial to our soldiers, you may and
should publish it in your paper.Very respectfully,ALABAMA.
Feb. 27, 1862.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 4, 1862, p. 1, c. 6

Bravo for the Girls.

We have just heard of an incident worth narrating, as showing the
patriotic, lofty spirit actuating our Southern girls.Many of the most beautiful of our Memphis beauties reside on Court and
Madison streets; and we, therefore, need not say on which street the incident
which we are about to relate occurred.One of our "nice young men," who thinks more of the fashion in
which he should wear his hair than of the duty he owes his country in this hour
of her trial, proposed calling on some of our Court or Madison street girls, one
evening last week.He sought company, and soon found another "nice young man,"
who, like himself, was some in
torch-light processions, and all "fancy" things, but who has an
invincible aversion to shouldering the musket and going into the ranks beside
better men.They put on their Sunday clothes, perfumed their
handkerchiefs and hair, and started out on an "exploring expedition."'Twas soon after the fall of Fort Donelson was known, and when the town
was ringing with the noble daring of our soldiers at that point, these young
"bloods" called at an elegant mansion on one of these streets, rang
the bell, and having given the servant their cards, they were ushered into the
parlor, where they anxiously awaited the presence of the fair girls whom they
deigned to honor with their smiles.Presently the servant returned to the parlor with the request that the
gentlemen would please name on their cards the regiment to which they were
attached.This took them aback, as they had not yet screwed up their courage to
join any regiment, or face any enemy."Do
the young ladies see no company unless it be of the army officers?"they inquired of the servant."Oh yes, sir, but they see no YOUNG gentlemen, unless they belong to
the army," was the rather haughty reply of the servant.They took up their hats and left.--The proud spirit of women had made
them conscious, for the first time in their lives, that they were not acting the
part of MEN.[Memphis Avalanche, 25th ult.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 4, 1862, p. 3, c. 3

The Ladies!The
Ladies!

Are earnestly requested to meet every day at the City Hall to make
comforts for the sick soldiers.Come
with thimbles, needles and a strong will.Come!Come!

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 6, 1862, p. 2, c. 4Railroad Accident--A Sad Romance.--An accident occurred on Wednesday
evening, on the E. T. & Ga.Railroad,
by which several persons were injured, one fatally.The train which was bringing the 23d Alabama Regiment to this city, ran
off the track, a few miles this side of Cleveland, wrecking the train badly.A girl, in uniform, who was with the rest of the soldiers without
revealing her sex, but who did not belong to this regiment, was sitting on the
platform of one of the cars, and had her legs so badly crushed that amputation
was necessary, and both were taken off, but without avail; and death put an end
to her sufferings last night.She
gave her name as Lilly White, and told a sad story of woman's wrongs.She had disguised herself in male attire, and joined this regiment with
the expectation of finding her deceiver, who is in the army, and avenging her
shame.A few of the soldiers were
slightly wounded but none others seriously.This poor girl's fate is another warning against the danger of sitting on
the platforms of railroad cars in traveling.--Knox. Reg. Feb. 28th.

The Yankee papers furnish us abundant evidence that the presence of the
armed mercenaries of Lincolndom have not caused the ladies of Nashville to abate
one jot in their patriotic devotion to the sacred cause of their own South.They are represented by the Yankee letter writers as being haughty and
defiant, and almost without exception as disdainfully refusing to renew old
acquaintanceship with Federal officers who have sought the privilege of visiting
them.As confirmatory of this, we are permitted to make the following extracts
from a private letter from one of the most charming, intelligent and fascinating
belles of that city to a lady friend here.She writes:Nashville, March 15, 1862.The Yankees are as thick as blackbirds in May, here now.I could annihilate them, soul and body!Thank Heaven, there are no Union men here, and the Yanks are very sorry
to see how bitter every one is.Ladies
especially, give it to them right and left.They have the audacity to call upon me, and I have the independence to
send them word that I am a rebel, and have
no desire to see Vandals!When
we meet them on the streets we invariably cross over, lower our veils and hurrah
for the Southern Confederacy.Gov.
Andy Johnson is now here.You
should have seen the reception I gave to the arch-fiend and traitor when he
attempted to speak to me yesterday.He
quickly discovered that his friend of two years ago, and the person then before
him were quite different persons.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 25, 1862, p. 3, c. 2

Corn Beer.

Take one pint of corn and boil it until it is soft, add to it a pint of
molasses and one gallon of water; shake them well together and set it by the
fire, and in twenty-four hours the beer will be excellent.When all the beer in the jug is used add more molasses and water.The same corn will answer for six months, and the beer will be fit for
use in twelve hours by keeping the jug where it is warm.In this way the ingredients used in making a gallon of beer will not cost
six cents, and it is better and more wholesome than cider.A little yeast greatly forwards the "working" of the
beer.--Augusta (Ga.) Cultivator.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 22, 1862, p. 3, c. 4

Noble Women.

We
met a gentleman the other day who informed us that he had recently passed thro'
several counties in North-West Georgia, and constantly found women in the fields
engaged in planting corn--some ploughing [sic] open the long furrows, and others
covering with the hoe the corn which the children had dropped.When asked why it was that they were so engaged, they answered in every
instance, "the men folks here have all gone to the war, and we intend to
make our bread."The husbands, brothers and sons of such women can never be subjugated.After such examples of self-sacrificing patriotism on the part of the
women of the country, the women of our towns and cities should redouble their
efforts to furnish hospital stores, and administer relief to the sick and
wounded soldiers.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 26, 1862, p. 3, c. 1

The Manufacture of Saltpetre [sic].
How to Ascertain the Presence of Saltpetre in Earth.

Take the earth that you may wish to test, and pass water through it; then
add lye--made of common wood ashes--to the water until the clouding ceases;
afterwards boil down the water until it is thick, then immerse a slip of paper
in the water, which, when thoroughly dried, apply to a live coal of fire--if it
burns with a cracking noise the earth has more or less saltpetre in it.Nearly all the limestone caves in East Tennessee and Western Virginia,
that are free from running water or drips, contain more or less saltpetre.

How
to Make Saltpetre.

Put up four hoppers, such as are used in making lye, fill them with
pulverized saltpetre earth, pass the same water through No. 1 twice, and
once--it being the third time passed through saltpetre earth--through No. 2.After the beer, as it is called by saltpetre makers, has settled, draw it
off into another vessel and add common ley [lye] to it until it ceases to curdle
or cloud, then it may be boiled until it thickens, or until a drop of the beer
thrown on a cold surface crystalizes.The
beer should then be suffered to cool, when the saltpetre will form, in beautiful
white crystals.The saltpetre
should then be dried in the sun, and afterwards put up in bags or boxes for
shipment.The mother beer--after the crystallized saltpetre has been taken
out--should be put back in the boiler again, for it contains considerable
saltpetre not crystallized.Should
the saltpetre have a dingy color, it is because too much ley [lye] has been put
in it.The petre may be purified by soaking it in a tub of clear
water, and in that case the water should afterwards be put into the boiler,
because it contains a great deal of the saltpetre in solution.It well be remembered that the beer, followed through the entire process
of manufacture, was first passed through hopper No. 1 twice, and then once
through hopper No. 2.This was done
to give a beer holding a large quantity of saltpetre in solution, and thereby
making the boiling process that much less.Now, to keep this up, pass the water through No. 1, then through No. 2,
and afterwards through No. 3, and thence to the boiler.Now, No. 1 has been dripped three times, and is exhausted of saltpetre,
and may be emptied and refilled with new earth.While this is being done to No. 1, pass water through No. 2, then through
No. 3, and lastly through No. 4, and then to the boiler.No. 2 may now be refilled, and while it is being done, pass water through
No. 3, then through No. 4, then through No. 1, and then to the boiler.By this mode you always have one hopper being refilled with new earth,
and making the beer for the boiler without a stop.You can increase the number of hoppers to twelve if you have three hands,
and then you can make a proper division of the work--one engaged in boiling, one
refilling the hoppers, and third making lye.When the earth contains an average amount of saltpetre, three hands can
make about one hundred lbs. per day.The government is giving 50 cents per po'd for all saltpetre delivered at
any depot on the railroad, in good condition for transportation on the cars,
until the first day of January, 1863, and payment will be made on the receipt of
the depot agent, by any quartermaster in the Confederate system.
P.S.--Common alum may be used to crystallize the saltpetre instead of lye, but
the writer is not familiar with the use of alum in making saltpetre, and
therefore cannot give the quantity to be used.The manufacturers can experiment until he gets the proper proportion.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 21, 1862, p. 2, c. 4

Affairs at Nashville.

Beersheba Springs, Tenn.,April 28, 1862
Editors Memphis Appeal:I have just returned from Nashville.A perfect reign of terror exists there.Andy Johnson says the people of Tennessee need expect nothing from here.
. . .If you remember, Johnson, in his speech at Nashville, thanked the ladies
for their attention.There were
just four women present on that occasion.Two
of them were Dutch singing teachers, one an old blind Irish woman, and one a
Yankee "g'hal"--I supposed so from her dress.
. . . The officers have their families with them.The women are common, red-haired, grey-eyed specimens of Yankeedom--diminutive
bonnets, large hoops and Balmoral skirts.Leather
gloves are all the rage.Almost every lady in Nashville is a secessionist.There are a very few, however, of the lower class, who are against us.They have nothing to lose, and are probably related in some
way to those miserable wretches.I
could write you a number of amusing incidents, but shall not tire your patience.W.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 23, 1862, p. 2, c. 2

Our Special Correspondence from Rome.

Rome, Ga., May 15, 1862.
. . . A female woman arrived in our city a few days since, dressed in the
male uniform of a Confederate soldier, accompanied by a gentleman who
represented himself as an officer in the Confederate army.Suspicions were excited and the parties arrested and examined, when they
told a plausible tale about being in pursuit of a spy, &c., and were
released.I learn that they have
since been arrested in Chattanooga, Tenn., and are now held in limbo.I am teetotally opposed to women "wearing the breeches," and
hope our city authorities will permit no more feminines to pass through the city
in that sort of disguise.It is an
infringement upon the "rights of men" that ought not for a moment to
be tolerated. . . .What Not.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 30, 1862, p. 2, c. 1

Editorial Correspondence.

Exchange Hotel,}Montgomery, May 26, 1862.}I took the train in Atlanta at 3 A.M., this morning. . . .As soon as we had "more
light," I commenced looking around for an item.Imagine my surprise when, upon surveying the crowd in the cars, I
observed two sick soldiers upon one seat, in as uncomfortable a position as even
a well man could easily be placed in, while just in their rear, alone, on one
seat, sat a well dressed, complacent looking lady, while her feet and band-box
occupied the seat in front--the back of it being reversed.That was just three more seats than her ticket called for.She, however, was enjoying them, while both of the two sick soldiers just
before her were in pain, worn down, and nothing would have been more grateful to
them than a whole seat, so as to allow them to recline and take some rest.About five berths back of the lady sat a black waiting "gal,"
who had doubtless been trained to take her place at a respectable distance from
her "missus," and whose delicate olfactories would not be offended by
the too close proximity of the double distilled essence of the extract of
African spices.Another woman had the car window up, and industriously applied to her
mouth a filthy swab, well saturated with saliva and cheap Maccaboy, and squirted
the juice out at the window, while the cool wind drove in over the face of a
melancholy, emaciated looking soldier.Now is this right?The
ladies--God bless them!--should have every comfort and courtesy that is
necessary; but they should not be selfish and inconsiderate, and take advantage
of the gallantry of the sterner sex, to the very serious discomfort of so many
others--especially sick soldiers; but you know I must not be too severe on the
ladies. . . .At Loachapoka a number of soldiers came on the train.With them was a fair blue-eyed girl, dressed all like a "brave
soldier boy," who had determined to kill a Yankee.She or he (the voice was that of a female, though dressed out in soldier's
toggery) said all the boys had gone
from about Hayneville, and it was no longer any place for her.She was going along with the boys.She
also stated that other girls from her section had already gone to the war.The Alabama girls are quite plucky, but I think at the expense of
discretion.On arriving here, she
was turned over to the Provost Marshal. . . .G.W.A.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 31, 1862, p. 2, c. 1A North Carolina Amazon.--The Charlotte Democrat has been informed by a
soldier from Kinston, of rather a novel incident which occurred there recently.A short time ago some recruits were brought into camp for a company from
Caldwell county, among whom was a man named Blaylow, who was drafted in
Caldwell.Week before last Blaylow
got a discharge, and immediately another soldier applied for a discharge,
stating that he (or she) was the lawful wife of Blaylow.It appears that when Blaylow was drafted, his wife cut her
hair off, put on men's clothing, and went with him into camps and enlisted for
the war.She drilled with the
company and was learning fast when it became necessary to make her sex known in
order to accompany her husband home.The
boys were sorry to part with such a good soldier, but they were unable to
determine which she loved best, Blaylow or the Confederacy; but it was
unanimously voted that Mrs. Blaylow is "some pumpkins."

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 1, 1862, p. 2, c. 3

To Make Black Ink.

Editor
of Southern Confederacy:Dear Sir--According to your request, through your Daily, for a receipt to
make good Black Ink, I have the pleasure of offering to you the following, which
is excellent:1 gallon soft water,
1 ounce Extract of Logwood, and a half ounce Carbonate of Potassa.Respectfully,J. J. Cohen.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 3, 1862, p. 2, c. 1

Editorial Correspondence.

Battle House, Mobile, May 29.Wednesday morning after a good night's sleep and an excellent breakfast
at the Exchange Hotel, I left by rail for this place. . . .I was but one "item" on the train from Montgomery here, worthy
of record.When I got aboard the train, as I passed down the car, I
observed a rather pretty and fashionably dressed young lady, and her "band
box" on one seat, and a fancy looking gaudily dressed, soldier youth, alone
on the seat facing her--both doing their best at the agreeable.At the rear end of the car, by the door of the state room, my companion, Nick,
and myself got a seat.Just before
us sat a refined and pleasant looking lady, having an infant and her two servant
women in the seat before her.She
had a large quantity of white Jessamines and other beautiful flowers.On the next seat was a modest country lady, alone.At the second station, a poor weak, sick man came in with a bed quilt
over his shoulder like a shawl, and slowly made his way down the passage.Pretty gal never saw him; fancy soldier had no eye for a sick fellow; country lady was quiet--she had never
traveled, and did not understand such matters as well as other people; not to be
expected of her.But our real lady, who had the sweet flowers, emblematic of her pure and
refined heart, upon seeing the sick man tumble down exhausted on the floor,
asked the lady in front to move over and sit by her--took her child in her lap,
and told the sick man to get up and take the seat thus vacated.This was the prompting of a noble heart--one that can feel for another's
woes.This lady and her servants
left the train at Greenville, the residence of Hon. B. F. Porter, the Alabama
poet, who is an occasional contributor to the CONFEDERACY.She was met by her husband, a portly happy looking gentleman, evidently a
large planter, who escorted her to a carriage in waiting to convey her to her
home, where we know she is an "Angel in the household." . . . G.W.A.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 7, 1862, p. 2, c. 4We are requested to state that all resident females, children and
servants, leaving the city, will be furnished with certificates, which will
entitle them to pass over the railroads in this State at half the usual rates of
passage charged on the said roads, upon application at the office of Jas.
Tupper, Esq., 74 Broad-street, between the hours of 10 and 2 o'clock, and 4 and
6 of each day, except Sunday.--Charleston Courier.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 7, 1862, p. 2, c. 1

Empress Eugenie's Grand Coup d'etat in a Petticoat.

The London Herald of the 28d of April gives the following interesting
piece of news for the ladies:The Empress has just adopted a new style of petticoat, which is the
despair of nearly all the women of moderate fortune who are ambitious of bearing
on their person the latest novelty that is to be found at the celebrated modistes of Paris.Her
Imperial Majesty is not ambitious to popularize the agreements of the toilette.She
detests everything that is common, and lately begged of her tire [?] woman to
invent something in the shape of a petticoat that could not be worn by every bourgeois.That marvellous [sic] garment has been at last brought out.It does not altogether supercede crinoline, but greatly circumscribes it,
and its peculiar virtue is that, get it up in the cheapest manner, it must be as
dear as seven or eight ordinary petticoats, and cannot possibly be washed and
smoothed for less than as many francs.Petticoats are a very sacred object, and in any case difficult things to
treat of, but the jupon Eugenie--that
is a subject of serious disquietude to so many women--is particularly so.Nevertheless, as it is destined to limit that terrible
bore--crinoline--to try and make public its peculiarities is a task that should
be attempted.Beneath a ball dress
it produces an effect so charming as to call forth a torrent of the most
flattering adjectives of which the French are capable.It certainly forms a graceful contrast when its wearer dances, to the
light skirts of some other lady coming in contact with the stiff steel bars of
the cage she carries about her.This wonderful petticoat is said in most instances to be made of cambric
muslin, so that washer-women cannot stiffen it too much.Its circumference is six yards at the widest point, and it is covered by
nine flounces of still greater circumference.The lowest of these flounces is by all accounts, a mere frill; the
second, a few inches longer and considerably wider; completely covers the first;
the third does the same to the second, and so on till one great flounce falls
completely over the other eight, each one of which, to arrive at the standard of
imperial elegance, must be hemstitched like a lady's pocket handkerchief, and
the outer one in addition be nearly covered with the embroidery done by the
women of the Vosges.--This invention also sets its face against the sewing
machine, as nearly every part of it must be hand-work.It was purposely so designed to prevent an immense number of seamstresses
being suddenly thrown out of work by the increased demand for machine sewing,
which is not yet capable of effecting hem-stitching or embroidery.The Empress' new petticoat is thus calculated to be at the same time a
very exclusive institution, and one that will give as much employment to the
poor needle-women as the new streets and boulevards do the blouses.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 7, 1862, p. 2, c. 4Cotton Cards.--The article of Cotton Cards, so useful to the South, has,
we are informed, been stopped in its exportation from Northern ports, the
officers of the Yankee Government refusing to clear any vessels with these goods
on board, and have, in several instances, required ship-masters to take out a
considerable part of their cargo in order to get these articles out before a
clearance would be given.--Charleston Courier.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 8, 1862, p. 2, c. 3-4

Editorial Correspondence.

Gayoso House, Memphis, May 31.I left Mobile at 4 o'clock, P.M., on the 29th, by the Mobile & Ohio
R. R., which runs northwardly nearly parallel with the Tombigbee river, through
a poor piney woods country. . . .
Rigid military orders have closed all the drinking saloons and bars in hotels or
elsewhere, on the way.A toddy
cannot be had in any of the towns through which I have passed, for love or
money.Juleps, smashes, cobblers,
and all the delightful and exhilarating beverages are as scarce as old Java Coffee, and as difficult to find as a pair of cotton cards
in a country store. . .G.W.A.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 10, 1862, p. 2, c. 1

Editorial Correspondence.

Mobile, June 5, 1862.
. . . On my return [from Attalaville to Jackson, MS], I met a strange looking
trio, consisting of an aged Indian hunter, an Indian lad, and a "Miss
Indian" about 14 years of age, minus hoops, shoes, and stockings.The party was accompanied by seven
dogs--had one curly maple stocked rifle, a bundle of fishing tackle, and all
were loaded with bear, deer, 'coon, and other wild varmint skins that would make
John Holbrook smile lovingly for a week.I
learn that in Leake county, Mississippi, there are about 800 Indians, who still
remain on the hunting ground of their fathers, and live by hunting and fishing,
as did their ancestors for centuries before them.A sure enough Indian, is, now-a-days, a rare sight, and awakens many
reminiscences of border life and wild romantic incident.Having some Ingin kin, the
sight of this inoffensive party did not make me as mad as the man I heard of
once who saw an Indian for the first time, but it revived the memory of old
times, when Indians were all over Cherokee, Georgia, and were frequently at my
father's cabin in DeKalb county, no great distance from the bustling Railroad
city of Atlanta.But I must not
dwell upon the Indians.. . .G.W.A.

Orders were read at our dress parade last evening, commanding us, by
order of Major-General Pemberton, to hold ourselves in readiness to be called
into immediate action.We know not
where we may be ordered.I have one request of the Christian public to make, ere we leave.Nearly all the tracts that our societies have issued have been read by
our men.The thirst now manifested
for religious reading ought to be gratified.Our brethren of every denomination can do much in this way.There are many of our Christian friends who have large quantities of
religious papers, pamphlets, &c., lying about their houses.No matter how old they are if they are good.Those good brethren or sisters who have such, and desire that the brave
defenders of their homes, their altars and their firesides, shall enjoy the
reading thereof, can have them distributed amongst them by the plan herein
suggested.Those living in Atlanta
or the immediate vicinity, can send the papers, pamphlets, etc., to the Rev.
Messrs. Scott, Brantley, Wilson, McDonnell, Freeman, Hornady, or to myself, on
the encampment.Those living at a
distance can send them by express, directed to me.I hope the brethren will pay express charges; from each one twenty-five
cents would pay all--whereas if it all came out of my private purse, the cost
would be felt in times like those.Shall I appeal in vain?Will
not some dear, kind sisters undertake this work, and flood my tent with papers
and pamphlets?God only knows the
influence they may exert.Mothers,
wives, sisters, remember the loved ones on the tented field!Geo. C. Connor,Chaplain Col. Watkins' Reg. Ga. Vol.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 12, 1862, p. 3, c. 2

War's Cruelties.

At the commencement of this cruel and unnatural war, a young man in
Nashville, named Smith, entered the ranks of the Confederate army as a private.He was in his twenty-first year.By close attention to his duties, gentlemanly bearing and chivalrous
deportment, he was soon promoted to a Lieutenancy, and then to a Captaincy.At Fort Donelson his gallantry was so marked that he attracted the notice
of his commanding officers, as well as the soldiers of the immediate command to
which he was attached.A vacancy
occurring, he was elected Major of his regiment.
Previous to the
war he had wooed and won the heart of one of the most beautiful and accomplished
young ladies of Lebanon, Tennessee--a daughter of Gen. Jasper Ashworth.Though only sixteen years of age, she was married to her soldier lover in
January last.He spent but a short
time with his lovely bride, when he hastened to join his command, which soon
reached Corinth.He joined in
deadly conflict with the foe on the bloody foe of Shiloh.While leading and cheering his men, upon that great battle field, he was
wounded--first in the leg.Then a
shell burst near him striking a tree, a limb of which fell upon and fractured
his skull.He was taken from the
field senseless and conveyed to Holly Springs.--Here his pathetic calls for Nannie, and his earnest entreaties for her presence, touched the
heart of a noble and wealthy lady, Mrs. Alexander, who had the wounded and
delirious young soldier carried to her residence, and for weeks nursed him as a
mother.In the meantime his friends resorted to various schemes to advise his
anxious bride of his melancholy condition, and his craving to see her.Letter after letter was dispatched through the pickets, addressed to her
at Nashville, but no answer--no evidence that they had safely reached their
destination--ever came back, for indeed, they did not.Finally a lady suggested a plan.She
procured some fine white cambric, and with her own fair hand penned thereon a
few words to the soldier's bride--for he had the sympathy of every lady that
learned his situation.This billet
was sent to the lines, and carefully sewed to the coat sleeve of a picket, who
ventured far out from our own lines, and placed it in the hands of an
acquaintance, who conveyed it to Nashville.Immediately upon its receipt, the young wife, with some friends essayed
to pass through the enemy's lines, and was turned back--first at Bridgeport, and
then at several other points.She
returned to Nashville, but with a true woman's
will she determined to see her husband, and therefore tried again.She procured some clothing and a bonnet that was quite common, a shabby
old horse, a dilapidated jersey wagon, had her trunk encased in some old planks
made up into a shabby box, packed about with straw, got a few bunches of factory
thread, and some other things which were piled about the bottom of the jersey;
and in company with Capt. Wilcox, a gallant soldier who served throughout the
Mexican war and was taken prisoner at Donelson, but had escaped from his
custodians and made his way back to Tennessee, and who, on this occasion, was
dressed like an old farmer, they moved out--passing through the streets of
Nashville with right smart of store goods stuck about the battered wagon.Patiently they jogged along.The
old farmer and his "da'ter" passed dozens of pickets, but no one
thought of halting these plain mountain farmer folks, who had been to Nashville
to get supplied of factory yarns, indigo-mud, madder, homespun, crockery,
&c., &c.In this way they
came, till they landed square up in front of Crutchfield's in Chattanooga.Here the anxious young wife met Lieut. Charley Thompson and
Billy Stratton, who had been waiting for her arrival many long days.The old boards were soon torn off from the trunk.The hopeful and determined lady arrayed herself in a somewhat different
attire, and took the first train for Atlanta, arriving here in time to take the
same train upon which we left in making our late Western trip.We made the acquaintance of the party, travelled [sic] with them as far
as Grenada, Mississippi.The
intelligence and fine travelling sense of the whole party, did much to relieve
the annoyances of dirty cars, hot water, sultry dusty weather, &c., &c.On our return from Memphis, we again met up with Lieut. Thompson, and
learned form him the sequel.At 5
o'clock on the morning of the 31st May, this heroic and devoted woman reached
Holly Springs.A carriage conveyed the party at an early hour, to the
hospitable residence of Mrs. Alexander, where the wounded Colonel, (for he had
been brevetted a Colonel for his gallantry at Shiloh), still remained.Mrs. Smith was invited into an elegant parlor and asked to remain a few
moments.The Colonel was
convalescing, but so reduced and emaciated, as to be entirely changed.His hair--his beautiful brown hair--was all off from brain fever, but he
was able to walk, and wanted to meet his wife in the parlor, and his request was
acceded to.Every person had
retired.In a moment the Colonel
walked in and gazed upon the face of his beautiful wife.She did not recognize him--thought him an intruder upon the sanctity of
the exciting moments, and gave him a look of impatience.He attempted to speak to her--their eyes met--she knew him, and
overwhelmed with emotion, they both fainted.

Manassas, Bartow County, Ga.,}June 14,1862.
} Editors Confederacy:The ladies are truly a great institution.--The sufferings of our patriot
soldiers arouse all their sympathies and tender feelings, for whom they undergo
fatigue and trouble, scarcely to be expected of the softer sex.--But when
occasion makes it necessary, they can show themselves made of sterner stuff than
sighs and tears.This was
illustrated by a party of ladies at Cass Depot, in this county, to-day.A gentleman of Mannassas [sic] who now and then indulges in
little speculations, had a few bales of cotton at the depot, a part of which the
wives of some absent soldiers said they greatly needed.They proposed to the owner to purchase what they wanted, but
as they did not wish so much as a bag, he declined to let them have it.They told him they would take it; and in compliance with promise thus
made to him, they went to the depot, called for the Agent as a witness of their
doings, and cut the rope from one bale, took what they needed, and marched very
quietly home with it.I believe
they propose to pay the owner fair compensation.So you see some of the women of Bartow are bent
on having cotton.I do not write
this to express approval or disapproval of the act, but merely to relate the
circumstance.JEAN.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 18, 1862, p. 2, c. 4

West Point Correspondence.

West Point, Ga., June 14, 1862.
Editors Southern Confederacy:I have recently arrived in the pleasant town of West Point, situated on
the banks of the Chattahoochee River.I
think an account of what the people of this town--especially the ladies--have
been doing during the war, would be interesting to your numerous readers.
. . .But the ladies here have been doing their share of the work of
independence.The fame of the
beautiful daughters of West Po't have been heralded far and wide.The graceful belle of Georgia resides in this place--all will know of
whom I speak.There is one monument in Atlanta which proclaims, by its
whiteness and disconsolate appearance, the irresistible attractions of her
charms.The ladies of West Point
are fired by that love of liberty which is characteristic with Georgia women.Early in the commencement of this war, they formed themselves into a
Soldiers' Relief Society, and the good they have accomplished will be known only
in that day when the works of all shall be made manifest, and the hearts of all
shall be laid open to view.The
well clad soldiers on the mountains of Virginia, and the eyes of the sick who
have just risen from their confinement after having been the recipients of the
tender care of the patriotic ladies of this place, would more forcibly convey
the evidence of what these ladies have done than anything I could say.They still go on in their good work--never weary--and will not cease till
the last soldier has returned from the field, and peace shall once more reign.The association is presided over by Mrs. Mary W. Erwin.One more capable and energetic could not have been found.Miss Lucy Todd is Vice President.The
accomplished Miss Sallie Fannie Ried is Secretary, Miss Anne Erwin Assistant
Secretary, and Miss Belle Lanier Treasurer.I have had the pleasure of examining the books kept by these
ladies.The minutes of the meetings
would do credit to the most celebrated of writers, while the accounts of the
Treasurer would make many a counting house clerk blush for his incompetency.Would that I could mention all the ladies connected with this model
society, and speak particularly of the labors they have performed and the good
they have done.The Southern
soldiers whom they have relieved, and to those whose comfort they have
contributed so much, will sacredly cherish their memory.At every setting of the sun prayers in their behalf go up from the wives
and little ones of absent soldiers, after whose welfare they have watched with
continued vigilance.--Time may roll on, great events be forgotten; but the
memory of the good deeds of the Ladies of the Soldiers' Relief Society of West
Point will be green, while the lives of the recipients of their care shall last.G. T. J.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], June 21, 1862, p. 3, c. 1

Hay making.

To
the Editor of the LaGrange Reporter:If you have at hand nothing better to give your readers upon the subject
of hay making than the hints that follow, you can publish them.Hogs and other stock should be taken from the small grain fields so soon
as they have eaten the waste wheat, oats, &c.The weeds, if any appear, should be cut down with the hoe.Once will be sufficient.This
allows the crab grass to grow.When
the seed is in the tough state, (i.e., soon after blooming,) the grass should be
cut with a mowing scythe.The
common reaper, with the fingers left off, answers every purpose.If the swath is a heavy one, it should be turned over when somewhat
wilted.In the evening, the mown
grass--except what is quite green--should be thrown into piles to protect it
from the dew.In the morning these
piles should be scattered.After
the grass has had the sun for two or three days, it should be thrown into piles
about five feet in diameter and height.In
three or four days it will be cured and ready for the barn or stack.If stacked around a pole, the pole should be thirteen or fourteen feet
high, with a platform around of fence rails about one foot from the ground.One hand, with a mule and long rope, or chain, can hall [sic] these piles
faster than two can stack them.I have pursued the above plan for three seasons, and have each year made
fifteen or twenty thousand pounds of hay.My
horses, mules and milch cows eat it with avidity, and it is decidedly better
provender than fodder.A hand can
save from six to ten times as much of it as he can of fodder.With a little practice, a hand can cut an acre a day.This will make from one to three thousand pounds of hay.If any of your readers should need directions more in detail, I would
refer them to the Rev. Mr. Logan, three miles west of LaGrange.Very respectfully,T. F. Montgomery.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 1, 1862, p. 2, c. 5

Notice--Barks Wanted.

Medical Purveyor's Office,Atlanta, Ga., June 30, 1862.
The best prices will be paid by the undersigned for large quantities of the
following BARKS:Stem, branches and root of Dogwood, (root preferred); branches and roots
of White Willow; root, trunk and branches of American Poplar, (called also
White-wood, Canoe-wood and tulip-tree,) root preferred.These barks must be carefully dried and securely packed.They may be brought to this office, or sent to Mr. L. W. Waller,
Botanical Agent, Cartersville, Ga.; or Dr. W. W. Durham, Botanical Agent,
Decatur, Ga.George S. Blackie,Surgeon and Medical Purveyor, C. S. A.
july1 tf

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 2, 1862, p. 3, c. 1

Fashionable.

We had as well be out of the world as out of the fashion.We are all "rebels," and it is proper that we appear in the garb of rebels.Therefore,
go round to McPherson's and buy a rebel
hat--price 50 cents.They are
made in South Carolina, and are genuine rebel productions.We admired the taste of our worthy Postmaster, Col. Howard,
who bought one of these "rebel hats," and made a "hatband"
(about as strong as Caesar's) of a coarse hemp twine, tied around the hat with a
hangman's knot.Hooray for the
rebellion!

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 8, 1862, p. 3, c. 4

Pretty Dancing.

If you want to see 30 or 40 beautifully dressed little girls and boys,
moving gracefully, through the most intricate figures of the quadrille, waltz,
scottishe [sic], &c., just step into the Athenaeum of a Tuesday or Saturday
afternoon, and you will see merry little feet tripping through all these in
quick response to Prof. Nott's delightful bow.Drop in, and see the pretty little ones.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 12, 1862, p. 2, c. 3

From "T. D. W."

Morristown, July 6, 1862.Dear Confederacy: . . . Business having called me to Knoxville, on the
4th inst., a ride of a few miles brought me to the place the Federals covet so
much . . . the wonderful phenomenon of ladies walking the streets, out shopping,
with little high stand-up bonnets on, and calico dresses made up in most
beautiful style, created within me a feeling of intense admiration.I saw for the first time in many months, little boys and girls,
frolicking and laughing as though there was no war and no soldiers. . . T. D. W.

Package Sale by Catalogue of 2,000 Packages
of English Goods received per recent Arrivals,
direct from London, put up expressly for
this Market
by R. A. Pringle,
No. 137 Meeting Street,
Charleston, South Carolina,
James H. Taylor, Auctioneer.
On Thursday Morning, July 17, 1862, commencing at 10 o'clock, will be sold,
Groceries.

Atlanta, Ga., July 14, 1862.
Messrs. Editors:I see that Green
Tea is selling at $8 per pound.We,
in the Confederate States, have a superior article--one that surpasses the best
quality of Green Tea.The common
Blackberry leaves dried in the shade and made into tea, make a better, stronger
and sweeter flavored tea than the best quality of green.Please give this to the public and obligeThomas G. W. Crussell.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 16, 1862, p. 2, c. 2

From "T.D.W."

Morristown, July 11, 1862.
Dear Confederacy: . . .I have often wondered why we have not in this section a Ladies' Hospital
society.They are numerous in other localities, but here we are as it
were shut out from the female world, and I verily believe that if a squad of
ladies from one of these ever to be remembered institutions were to visit one of
our patched up receptacles for the sick, the boys would be frightened to death,
and the amount of damage it would cause cannot be estimated.In Knoxville there is to be found the only one in the whole country.In a great many instances our sick had to lie upon the floors, with but
one blanket, yet the surgeons are attentive, kind, and are daily diligent in
getting better accommodations.Now,
I know the female character too well to admit that an association or a branch of
one here would allow this.There
are some noble spirits among the ladies of East Tennessee, but whence this
almost utter abandonment of charitable feeling?We want here the spirits of the daughters of Virginia and Georgia and all
of our Southern ladies generally.There
is a kind of indifference manifested; that love for our cause which should
actuate all of our ladies is not shown by all in this section.It certainly cannot be a disgrace to offer at least a kind word, and for
a moment to forget family for a thought of our brave boys and the cause we love
so well.Ladies of East Tennessee!rally!rally!If you can possibly save a life for the country, do it, and aid our
Surgeons in their tedious endeavors to do what you alone can remedy!Many mothers will bless you, and fathers will bless you, besides little
children will emulate your deeds.Knoxville
has taken the lead, and by judicious management your association can achieve a
reputation equal to those older . .
.T. D. W.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 18, 1862, p. 3, c. 2

The Wounded Soldiers on the Cars.

Editors
Southern Confederacy:Having to spend the day in your town, and feeling deeply impressed with
the tokens of sympathy bestowed all along the route, upon our soldiers who were
wounded in the late battles near Richmond, and who have just arrived en route
homeward; I am inclined to trouble you with an article--if it be not presuming
too much.Some two hundred wounded were most sumptuously fed by the kind ladies of
Wytheville, Va., on Saturday last, and seven times did the ladies of Tennessee
met the train and feed them--at Greenville, Morristown, New Market, Mossy Creek,
Knoxville, Athens and Cleveland.These
acts of our fair ladies constitute a few of their offerings of devotion at the
shrine of patriotism and Southern liberty, and hardened as our soldiers become
from the exercises of camp life, they quickly and gratefully appreciate the
efforts of gentle woman to soothe their pains and minister to their comfort.The ladies of all the places above named may be assured that among all
the incidents of those suffering soldiers will narrate to loved ones at home, of
their experiences for the last twelve months, those connected with their trip
through Tennessee, will stir their hearts more deeply, and start the tear of
gratitude more quickly, than all the rest. . . .Since our arrival in Georgia, also, every attention has been
shown our wounded that their wants required.On reaching your city this morning, kind surgeons dressed their wounds,
and ever-vigilant ladies ministered to their comfort.. . .There is one suggestion that perhaps ought to be made to the ladies on
the railroads.The wounded may
continue to come for several days, and it would be better for them that they
should not be so freely supplied with the fruits and berries of the Southern
country, as they are, in numbers of cases, made sick by them.And now, a soldier's wish for the ladies who have been so kind:may heaven grant that the burdens and sorrows of this unholy war may fall
lightly upon their hearts and homes.S. D. Snodgrass,Chaplain, 21st Mississippi Regiment.
July 15, 1862.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 18, 1862, p. 2, c. 4Tupelo, July 12, 1862.
To Southern Editors:Gentlemen:Our fruits and
vegetables are ripening upon their branches, and essential service to our cause
may be effected by urging in time upon our people the necessity of preserving
that surplus which has been habitually wasted.No efforts should be spared to save every edible which can be preserved,
in such manner and form as will prevent decay and admit of easy transportation.Apples, peaches, pears, figs, okra, peppers, &c., can all be readily
and cheaply dried, and would thus materially aid to supply, throughout
the year, not only nutritious food, but that variety in diet which is so essential to health.Our soldiers require something more to maintain their manly vigor than
the salted meat and badly cooked bread to which the necessities of our
beleaguered land have long and often reduced their diet.A more savory and varied dish, which the products of our soil can
bountifully furnish, would more effectually keep our hospitals empty and our
camps from the languid, pallid victims of the blood destroying scurvy,
than physic and physicians.The preservation of fruit can be superintended by our noble women, whose
glorious devotion has already been recorded on the pages of parliamentary
history by the chivalric gentlemen of England.Let
them be informed that they could thus
aid to save the lives of more braves in our camps, and the hearts of more
mourners in our homes, than are killed and wounded by the bullets of low-born
Yankees in a bloody battle, and there need be little fear that this season will
witness our fruits wastefully destroyed by the stock, or prodigally rotting on
the ground.While loftier motives should prompt their careful preservation, I am
authorized to add another inducement by Major John J. Walker, whose zeal and
talent are now, fortunately for our soldiers, devoted to them at the post of
Chief Commissary of this Department, where energy, ability, and sympathy with
suffering, are so much needed.He gives his assurance that he will promptly purchase for our soldiers,
at a fair and liberal price, all dried (or otherwise preserved) fruits and
vegetables.It is hoped that these views will meet with your approbation, and will
therefore be pressed upon the public notice.Very respectfully, your obed't servant,Stanford E. Chaille,Medical Inspector, &c.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 20, 1862, p. 3, c. 4To Remove Maggots From Wounds.--As a matter of wide-spread interest at
this time, we give place to the following:Take the leaves, bark, flowers, or berries of the common elder (Sambacus
niger), make a strong tea by pouring boiling water upon them and letting them
steep.Wash the wounds once or twice a day with this.Boil some lard, and while boiling stir in elder in considerable quantity,
and strain off through a sieve or coarse cloth.This makes an ointment for the same purpose.It is improved by adding one-fourth as much common beeswax as the amount
of lard used.Antiseptic Powder.--To correct the offensive odors of wounds, mix one
hundred parts of calcined plaster of Paris and two parts of coal tar.Rub well together.Sprinkle
this upon the wound once or twice daily.They
have been fully tested for years in the Bellveue [sic] Hospital.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 23, 1862, p. 3, c. 2

Histrionics.

Miss Bridges, the beautiful and talented Southern actress and histrionic
reader, from Mobile, will give[illeg.]
entertainments at the Athenaeum on Thursday and Friday night next.She has lately given a series of entertainments to large, brilliant and
highly delighted audiences.The Mobile Tribune, speaking of her personation of the Bride of
Lammermoor, says:It was an admirable selection and afforded Miss Bridges ample field for
the display of her fine histrionic talents.Her personation of Lady Ashton was eminently successful--correct, in good
taste, and entirely free from rant, a fault which we are happy to say does not
belong to her; and though the role was
a very difficult one, she was fully up to the occasion.Miss B. possesses one endowment that adds very much to her power as an
actress--a countenance capable of every variety of expression.In the after-piece she was lively, buoyant, coquettish, and evidently
felt what she was playing, as Mr. Wiseman must have felt under the smart lashing
of her horse whip--Her attire was elegant, handsome, and entirely comme il faut.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 24, 1862, p. 2, c. 3

From Our Special Correspondent
"T.D.W."

Morristown, July 20, 1862
Dear Confederacy: . . .No more cigars for the lovers of cheroots--no
more quids for the patrons of the
weed.--Verily, it seems that everybody up here and inVirginia is going mad on the subject of Tobacco.This being an article not deemed contraband by speculators, they are
staking their all upon the hazard of the die.Brands that, twelve months ago, would not have commanded 18 cents per
pound, are now held at 50, 60, and 70 cents, and I have known instances where
those who have invested in the staple, awoke next morning to find themselves in
possession of a large fortune.This
is a mystery, this speculation business.There
are no more tobacco users now than before the war, and there is enough on hand
to last the Confederacy, allowing each individual to smoke and chew freely, for
two years, and yet not be consumed.In
the midst of this plenty the poor soldier is starving, I might say, for this
vegetable.We say, however, to
those who have taken to making money in this article, from the Old Dominion,
"make all you can, keep at it, raise the price to fabulous figures; but
hands off from flour, sugar, and all provisions necessary to sustain life."
. . .

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 26, 1862, p. 3, c. 2A Most Pleasant Summer Drink--"Cream Nectar."--Take three
pounds white sugar, three ounces tartaric acid, and one quart cold water, put
them in a brass or copper kettle, and when warm add the white of three eggs;
beat up with three teaspoonful of flour; stir till it boils for three minutes;
when cold, add one gill of essence and bottle up.Directions for Use.--Two desert spoonfuls of the nectar to each glass;
then fill them two-thirds full of ice water, if it can be had, and add a little
carbonate of soda.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 27, 1862, p. 2, c. 5

Work Plenty for the Ladies.

Lawshe
& Purtell want one hundred hands immediately, to make up Soldier's Clothing.jy26-1w

Making Shirts.

Fifty
good hands for making Army Shirts and Drawers can find employment by calling at
D. Mayer's Tore, Whitehall street.jy253t

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 27, 1862, p. 3, c. 4

A Union Flag Displayed in Atlanta.

Quite an excitement was raised in our city yesterday morning, by the
display from the window over Hunnicutt & Taylor's of a very large and
handsome Lincoln flag.An excited
crowd soon collected, and men were hastening along the different streets in that
direction.--Some one came into our sanctum,
and, with considerable emotion, told us to look out at the ensign of treason.We looked, and there it was!in
full view from our window, spread to the breeze waving to and fro, the beautiful
flag of the once powerful and honored, but now broken and disgraced, United
States, involved in bankruptcy and steeped in perfidy by the conduct of her
rulers, sustained by the indorsement [sic] of a degenerate and wicked people.At a second look, however, we discovered that the Union of the flag was
down.The crowd soon found out
that it was a Yankee flag captured at Murfreesboro', and their rising wrath
subsided.We visited the room, and found it to be a magnificent trophy--the flag of
the 9th Michigan regiment.It is
the largest and handsomest flag we ever saw.It is of the finest silk, the brightest colors, and most tastefully
wrought--the stars and the name of the regiment being in the most elegant needle
work, and the whole surrounded by the finest silk fringe.It was brought here by Lt. Robt. Graham, of Capt. Willingham's company,
Col. Lawton's Cavalry.He was in
the fight at Murfreesboro', and distinguished himself for his conspicuous
gallantry.He is now at home, at his father's residence near this city,
on sick furlough.We trust he may
soon recover.He brought with him a number of trophies besides the flag, among which
are the epaulettes worn by Gen. Duffield, and two captain's swords.One of these swords is specially interesting.It is of the most elegant workmanship and finish.We never saw a service sword that was more beautiful.It had on it this inscription:"Presented
to O. C. Rounds, Captain Chandler Guards, 9th regiment, Mich., by his friends of
Niles, Mich."Lt. Graham has
the honor of taking this Captain prisoner and receiving his sword.He was Provost Marshal of Murfreesboro' at the time.He had got into favor with a Union family at that place and was engaged
to be married to a daughter of that family on Sunday night, the 13th inst.; but
alas!he was taken prisoner by the
rebels early that morning.Instead of enjoying the delights of early wedlock, he is now
in prison at Madison, Ga., and his inamorata is disconsolate.We advise her to go to Michigan as speedily as possible.She can meet with her lover and tie the knot when he is exchanged.Lt. Graham, it seems, found out where the Captain was stopping--at the
house of his "new love"--so enamored of her charms that he was not on
the look-out for the rebels, and was caught
napping.He went to the house
and was met by the Captain's intended wife, who, in answer to his inquiries,
assured him that Capt. Rounds was not in the house.--Some patriotic Southern
ladies, who had at first informed him of the Captain's whereabouts, and were
near by looking on, assured him that the Captain was
in the house, upon which Lt. Graham walked in and commenced a search.He soon discovered him under the bed; and seizing him by the foot, dragged him out and
received from him his sword.Lt. Graham was with that brave old hero, Capt. Haney, of Floyd county,
when he captured Gen. Crittenden.

This Starch cannot be excelled for laundry purposes, but both the Starch
and Farina are especially intended as a wholesome, cooling and nutritious food
for the sick, wounded, and infants.Both articles are made with great care, and are warranted perfectly pure.Owing to the high price and scarcity of corn, but a limited supply can be
made for some months.Orders for Hospital purposes will receive the preference.Wm. Jennings, Agent.Roswell, Cobb County, Ga.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 27, 1862, p. 2, c. 5

Blue Mass!Blue
Mass!

Warranted pure and equal to any imported.I am now manufacturing Blue Mass in large quantities by machinery, and
can fill orders for any quantity.It
can be sent by express to almost any place in the Confederacy.Orders solicited.Orders can
also be sent to Kent, Paine & Co., Richmond, Virginia.R. B. Saunders,Chapel Hill, N. C.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 27, 1862, p. 2, c. 5

Work Plenty for the Ladies.

Lawshe & Purtell want one hundred hands immediately, to make up
Soldier's Clothing.

Blue Mass!Blue
Mass!

Warranted pure and equal to any imported.I am now manufacturing Blue Mass in large quantities by machinery, and
can fill orders for any quantity.It
can be sent by express to almost any place in the Confederacy.Orders solicited.Orders can
also be sent to Kent, Paine & Co., Richmond, Virginia.R. B. Saunders,Chapel Hill, N. C.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 27, 1862, p. 2, c. 5

Making Shirts.

Fifty good hands for making Army Shirts and Drawers can find employment
by calling at D. Mayer's Store, Whitehall-street.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], July 29, 1862, p. 2, c. 4To Destroy Weevils in Rice.--Mr. Editor:As the question of food is all important now, the following plan for
killing weevils and preventing their future hatching in rice I have found
efficacious:Put the rice in a moderately tight room, and burn about ten
pounds of flour of brimstone in a large iron pot.This will kill every weevil without injuring the rice.Yours, &c.,H.S.Constitutionalist, 25th July.

400
lbs. Extract Logwood.And the largest stock of Coarse Emery in the Confederacy.Hamilton, Markley & Joiner.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 2, 1862, p. 3, c. 2What a People!--Here is a letter, picked up on the battle-field of
Richmond.It is a fair specimen of the superstition and fanaticism that
pervades the whole New England mind.It
is written by a mother to her son.The
writer is evidently a fairly educated woman.The writing, orthography and punctuation are well done.And these are the people who propose to civilize and enlighten the South!New Boston, June 14, 1862.My Dear Boy:--I write to send you a lock of the medium's hair.The directions are, wear it always
about your person.It will be a
protection to you.The object is to
form a very strong chain, electric chain of communication between you and the
medium, that she may come to you, and have more power to protect you in time of
danger, and impart strength and health.Do
be careful to observe the directions.We
are looking anxiously now every day for news from Richmond--all eyes are turned
that way.The balloon operations
rather frustrate the plans of the rebels.I
am encouraged to think that you will be preserved, and do a great deal of good
in the world, for the mediums will still insist or persist in saying that you
are to be a powerful lecturer.How
does it seem to you?Are your
powers in any way increasing?Can
you see your way more clearly?Do
you have many beautiful visions, and impressions of things to be?Cousin Laura seems to be developing rapidly for healing; she is
influenced and shake a great deal.As
for myself, they tell me I am developing fast; that I have great powers; I have,
or I could not entrance people; but my health seems to be failing.--I have the
headache a great deal and at the present time, am very languid, very weak
indeed.They wish me to visit at Danbury, but, unless I get stronger, I cannot
go.I could not bear the journey.Well, I have nothing new to relate.Take all the comfort, all the pleasure you can; study yourself all the
wants of your nature, and supply them.Let
reason guide you, and whatever your highest intuitions are, accept them as
truth.Be of a cheerful and
contented spirit, relying upon the arm of the Almighty, drawing strength and
consolation from that great source of all knowledge and wisdom.Please write soon as you can, enclosing your likeness, which will be a
great assistance to the medium.Your affectionate mother,Mrs. E. M. Welles.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 3, 1862, p. 2, c. 2

Our Rome Correspondent Abroad.

Knoxville, Tenn., July 29, 1862.
. . . A most touching incident occurred on the cars when we reached
Wytheville.--They were crowded with wounded soldiers returning to their homes
from Richmond.A young lady, on our
arrival at the aforesaid place, of elegant manners and of bright, philanthropic
face, appeared in the cars, bearing in one hand a large basket filled with pies
and other refreshments, and in the other bandages and lint, for the wounded,
accompanied by a young clergyman with two large buckets full of buttermilk.As she passed along she inquired of each soldier if she could administer
in any way to their relief.They
were perfectly overcome by her kindness, and asked her who she was.She replied, "Never mind my
name; the only compensation I ask is the consciousness of having relieved
the sufferings of the soldiers who have been fighting the battles of my
country."With one voice they
exclaimed, "God bless the good Samaritan," and many an eye was
bedimmed with tears as she passed through the cars on her errand of mercy.How true the lines of Campbell,"The world was sad!The
garden was a wild;And man, the hermit, sigh'd--till woman smiled."
. . .WHAT NOT.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 9, 1862, p. 2, c. 1

From Our Special Correspondent "T.D.W."

Morristown, Tenn., Aug. 4, 1862.
Dear Confederacy: . . .I have noticed, during my stay in East Tennessee, one remarkable fact:that ignorance of the masses is
the primary cause of all the toryism in this section.Nearly all of the respectable and well informed are true to the South.In no instance have I found an educated gentleman, or one who has much at
stake, a follower of Lincoln.This
must be, then, the effects of education.I
find here more or less of the class called superstitious.They see ghosts, hobgoblins, trees on fire in the heavens,
stars falling, worlds burning up, and a thousand other illusions that portend a
large development of the supernatural.An
old lady in this neighborhood discovered her dog lying east and west on his
back, with his feet up towards the heavens.Straightway she announced to my horror that there would be a death in the
family.One remarkable
circumstance, however, she forgot to mention:the time the death would occur.If
a cock comes in the house and gives a lively crow, straightway it is announced
that a stranger is coming that very day.Horse shoes are abundant over the doors, and on inquiry I
found it to mean the frightening off of witches.I find but few schools--few churches, and an enlightened gospel is
seldom, if ever, heard in the mountains.This,
then, is the truth of the whole matter:ignorance andsuperstition.Follow the chain of mountains, even in Virginia and North
Carolina, and as the people in and on the mountains are more or less ignorant,
unrefined and superstitious, the demagogue seeking an office finds his victims,
and appeals to them by placing himself on a level with them. . .T. D. W.

At
the Blacking Factory 25 quiet and industrious girls, between the ages of 12 and
16--no others need apply.Applicants
must be accompanied with parent or guardian.aug8-3t
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Tailoresses Wanted.

5 or
6 First Class Tailoresses, to work on Samples; a No. 1 Sewing Machine Operator;
and a good Tailor to act as pressman.Apply at Bryson & Beaumont's former workshop, corner Whitehall and
Alabama streets, to
aug7-3tFetherston & Duck.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 9, 1862, p. 3, c. 1

A Virginia Stew.

Take two young Chickens, cut them up and par-boil them--then peel and
cook one quart Irish Potatoes; then peel and cut up one dozen large, ripe
Tomatoes; then cut the corn from one dozen soft Roasting Ears, and mash it up;
add to these one large Onion, cut up fine.Put all in a stew pan and stew for two hours, stirring frequently to
prevent burning.Extract the bones
of the fowl; season with salt, butter and pepper, and
servehot.If after a fair trial you pronounce this an unpalatable dish, then your
loyalty to the "Southern
Confederacy" ought to be seriously questioned!

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 12, 1862, p. 2, c. 2

From Our Special Correspondent "T.D.W."
The Fight at Tazewell.

Morristown, August 8, 1862.
Dear Confederacy:
. . . Before I go farther, let me remind all of the friends and relatives of
troops here not to imagine that their presence here at this particular junction
will benefit them or the cause, besides they will find difficulties innumerable
in passing the lines.--I have seen the wives of soldiers arrive here by the
cars, some of whom I know, and here they found the only consolation, that
conveyance to the camp could not be had--the distance too far to walk, and
hardly a house to shelter them if they did go--no hotel here--hardly a spare
room to be had for love or money.I
have assisted all that I could in procuring conveyance by one single coach--the
only one in the county; but I now say to all, that if they do come, they can go
no further than 10 miles, and our forces are 18 miles beyond, and still
advancing.I mention this not to
deter them if they will come, but
simply to lay before them the difficulty of getting to their destination.Some ladies have come three and four hundred miles and had to
return the next day for want of proper accommodations and facilities of
transportation. . . .I conclude with one word more to our friends at home, and that is not to
be alarmed--keep cool, do not get excited, fly off at a tangent, but rest
quietly, sleep soundly, and trust and hope.Wait for all the facts, and do not believe all the idle rumors you hear.Let me illustrate.A lady
came here on the cars today--very much distressed that she could not get to the
battle ground, for "she knew Sam was either killed or wounded or
something."On inquiry her
liege lord was found to be in town and smoking a pipe of high-priced tobacco.T. D. W.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 20, 1862, p. 2, c. 4

The following tissue of falsehood is going the rounds of the Yankee
press: . . .Correspondence of the Cincinnati Gazette.Huntsville, Ala., July 20.

A few days ago a citizen of Alabama, residing among the mountains South
of Decatur, distant some thirty or forty miles, found his way to the camp of the
Twentieth Brigade, and made known the fact, that in the vicinity of his home
there were many men who were anxious to enlist and fight for the Union, under
the good old flag.The representations made resulted in sending Col. Straight with the
Fifty-first Regiment Indiana Volunteers, down into the region named, with a view
of offering protection to any who might desire to enlist.After an absence of four days, Col. Straight returned to camp, bringing
with him nearly two hundred able bodied and earnest men.--When Col. Straight
first reached their homes in the hill country, not a man could be found at his
house, all of them being obliged to conceal themselves in the forests or among
the hiding places of the mountains, lest they be obliged to enter the rebel army
by the hated conscript law, or be shot down like wild beasts for being Union
men. As soon, however, as the
Colonel made known his mission to the wives and daughters of these hardy
mountaineers, they were on the move to communicate with the fugitives, and
within forty-eight hours the Colonel was ready to return with the recruits above
named.One woman alone mounted a horse and scoured the gorges and defiles for a
distance of sixty miles, and brought into Col. Straight's camp twenty-five as
brave and true men as the sun and labor ever browned.Scores of these patriot women came to camp with baskets of corn bread and
such other edibles as they could muster, evidently anxious to do all in their
power to help on the good cause.When
the time came to march, and the congregated wives and sisters of these
self-sacrificing soldiers bade them adieu, the scene was enough to move the
stoutest heart.Tears coursed down
many a manly cheek as the hearty farewell was wrung out, but with the true
womanly spirit, despite their own tears, did these patriot wives tell their
husbands to go and fight for the stars and stripes, saying that although
destitution and privation was all that they could expect while those on whom
they should naturally depend were away, yet nothing better could be expected
should they remain, because for weeks and months their labor was entirely
destroyed by the gangs whose business it was to force them to fight for a cause
they could not but hate.When these
noble volunteers came into camp, I had the pleasure of taking scores of them by
the hand and giving them all a word of cheer.One noble old man, 78 years of age, Col. Davis, came with the party, too
old and too feeble to fight, a fact much regretted by him, but who had to flee
to find protection from the rebels, who don't fail to shoot down any one who
will stand straight for the good old flag.In answer to my inquiries, he informed me that, in the section of country
in which he lived, and all through North Alabama, they had three classes, viz:the rich or aristocratic class, all of whom are slaveholders; then a poor
class, those who have no visible means of support, but who fawn and cringe to
the aristocratic class, "that thrift may follow fawning;" besides
which there is a middling class, men of small farms and rather limited means,
not slaveholders, "men who earn an honest living with their own
hands," to use the words of the old man; and, said he, with the fire of
youth once more flashing in his eye, and his bent form straightening to his full
height, "this middling class all go for the old flag--other two are rebels
without;" to which the listening group with one accord ejaculated,
"that's so."By order of Gen. Buell, these men are to be mustered, equipped, armed,
and drilled by one of his own staff.Col.
Straight is of the opinion that full three or four regiments of the same kind of
men could be recruited in the same region of country.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 20, 1862, p. 2, c. 4Flannel.--Flannel should be worn in summer and winter, during the day,
but should be taken off at night.In
summer it allows the perspiration to pass off without condensing upon the skin,
and prevents the evil effects of the rapid changed of temperature to which we
are liable in our changeable climate, when out of doors.In winter, as a nonconductor of heat, it is a protection against cold.At night the flannel jacket or jersey should be exposed to a free current
of air, and allowed thoroughly to dry; it should never be put in a heap of
clothes by the bedside.Flannel is usually only worn over the chest and abdomen.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], August 27, 1862, p. 2, c. 1-2

From our Special Correspondent "T.D.W.,"

Morristown, Tenn., Aug. 23, 1862.
Dear Confederacy:A jaunt upon a railroad is sometimes a delightful thing, especially when
one is going home--the thoughts of the dear ones there, the friends we meet, and
the clustering together of the many associations that makes home delightful.These, together with many other pleasing recollections connected with
Atlanta, came over me as I bobbed up and down on the cars between here and the
Gate City.What would Atlanta look
like? . . .I strolled up the streets, and there was the same hurly burly confusion
of business-men as heretofore.Everybody
wanted money--everybody made money.The
Jew and the Gentile were found whispering together for a bargain.The milliner declared that "this cannot be bought elsewhere for less
than such a price."The
auctioneer from the stand was astonished as usual that his crowd would not bid
more for this article, as the stores would charge double what they were bidding.Brokers had gold and bills scattered profusely upon their counters, ready
to give you as clean a shave as any one of the many barbers that line the
principal streets.The poor
seamstresses, pale with excessive application, bending over their work to a late
hour, passed by me in great numbers.No
doubt they often think of the promises made to take care of them while father,
husband or son went to the war.Even
the industrious newsboy would harass you as usual with his cry of "Here's
your Confederacy!" or "Here's your Intelligencer!"The provost guard could say "halt!" and examine your passport
with the air of a general, even if some could not read the writing.Amidst this the Hospital associations of ladies went on as usual doing
good, reaping golden opinions, and receiving the blessings of soldiers.The engines whistled, cars were shifted hither and thither, and people
passed the crossing as usual without being run over.I concluded that Atlanta, in point of business, was unchangeable, and
that she has felt the shock of war less than any of her sister cities.True, editors do grumble at the high price of paper, never thinking that
"oldclothes is riz."They
are, as a class, a grumbling set, and no one should ever be an editor but a
crusty old bachelor.I found the
same fortunes and misfortunes, the same sorrows and joys.The lady would be in mourning for a lost loved one--but what
was that to the man who made his thousands every day?I found pretty widows,
pretty young ladies with the ugliest kind of hats on.Josh was with me, and he says they remind him of a wash-bowl
turned topsy turvy.However, do what the girls can, they can never conceal a pretty face or a
handsome form.Soldiers are judges, and all who have passed through there
wish to know where they came from.I
believe there is a race between the girls of all our other cities to see who can
get to Atlanta first; and strange, I see no diminution of silks and laces.Trust a woman to run the blockade!Passing up Whitehall, Bill would meet Dick, and pulling him aside, utter
words to this effect--"I went round; he says that Jake took the last drop,
but that Sam says just wait a minute; he can make the trip.It is corn, but simon pure."This,
I found on inquiry, to mean running the
blockade, from which I conclude that the doctors drink all the whiskey, and
if the citizens get any they must run what is called the gauntlet or the
blockade.I found that soldiers did
run it, and that some of them got capsized in the effort--whether the fault of
the boat or its contents, I know not.The enemy are leaving the Gap by squads, and our forces on this side are
said to be within two miles of their stronghold.T.D.W.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], September 16, 1862, p. 2, c. 3

Yarns to be Distributed to the Needy.

Office Roswell Manufacturing Co.,}Roswell, Ga., Sept. 13, 1862.}
Editors Southern Confederacy:In view of the pressing want of Cotton Yarn in most sections of the
country, the Roswell Manufacturing Company propose a gratuitous distribution, in
October next, of one thousand bunches of Yarn to the needy poor of the counties
of Cobb, Milton, Cherokee, Paulding, Pickens, Bartow, Fulton, Forsyth, DeKalb,
and Floyd.This will give to each county one hundred bunches.It is desired the Judges of the Inferior Court of each county should
interest themselves in the appointment of a Committee, whose pleasure,
doubtless, it will be, judiciously to dispose of the Yarn, and as the amount is
limited, not more than one bunch could be spared to each family.The Yarn will be delivered to the order of the Judges of the Inferior
Court, any week day during the month of October; and this early notice is given
that those living remote from the court House may have an opportunity to make
timely application.If it were
possible, the list of counties would be cheerfully increased, but other sections
have mills near them, upon whose liberality they can doubtless depend for
supply.Geo. H. Camp,Agent Roswell Manufacturing Company.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], September 17, 1862, p. 2, c. 2

Receipts for Making Bread, &c., from Rice Flour.

Russell County, Ala., Sept. 8.Eds. Sun:I read an article
in one of your papers lately in which receipts for making different kinds of
bread with rice flour, were inquired for and having a few that I think will be
found good, I send them to you.They
were printed in Charleston, S. C., several years ago.Respectfully, Elizabeth B. Lewis.To Make Loaf Rice Bread.--Boil a pint of rice soft, and a pint of leaven,
then three quarts of rice flour, put it to raise in a tin or earthen vessel,
until it has risen sufficiently; divide it into three parts and bake it as other
bread, and you will have three large loaves.Or scald the flour, and when cold, mix half wheat flour or corn meal,
raised with leaven in the usual way.Another.--One quart of rice flour:make
it into a stiff pap, by wetting with warm water, not so hot as to make it lumpy,
when well wet add boiling water, as much as two or three quarts, stir
continually until it boils; put in 1/2 pint of yeast when it cools, and a little
salt, knead as much wheat flour as will make it a proper dough for bread, put it
to rise, and when it has risen add a little more wheat flour; let it stand in a
warm place half an hour, and bake it.This
same mixture only made thinner and baked in rings make excellent muffins.Journey of [or?] Jonny [sic] Cake.--To three spoonfuls of soft boiled
rice, add a small tea-cup of water or milk, then add six spoonfuls of rice
flour, which will make a large Jonny cake, or six waffles.Rice Cakes.--Take a pint of soft boiled rice, a half pint of milk or
water, to which add twelve spoonfuls of the rice flour; divide it into small
cakes and bake them in a brick oven.Rice Cakes Like Buckwheat.--Mix one-fourth wheat flour to three-fourths
superfine rice flour, and raise it as buckwheat flour, bake it like buckwheat
cakes.To Make Wafers.--Take a pint of warm water, a teaspoonful of salt, add a
pint of the flour, and it will give you two dozen wafers.To Make Rice Puffs.--To a pint of the flour add a teaspoonful of salt, a
pint of boiling water, beat up four eggs, stir them well together, put from two
to three spoonfuls of lard in a pan, make it boiling hot, and fry as you do
common fritters.To Make a Rice Pudding.--Take a quart of milk, add a pint of the flour,
boil them to a pap, beat up six eggs, to which add six spoonfuls of Havana
sugar, and a spoonful of butter, which when well beaten together, add to the
milk and flour, grease the pan it is to be baked in, grate nutmeg over the
mixture and bake it.Rice Flour Sponge Cake.--Made like sponge cake except that you use 3/4 of
a pound of rice flour, thirteen eggs, leaving out four whites, and add a little
salt.Rice Flour Blance [sic] Mange.--Boil one quart of milk, season it to your
taste with sugar and rose water, take four tablespoonfuls of the rice flour, mix
it very smooth with cold milk, add this to the other milk while it is boiling,
stirring it well; let all boil together about fifteen minutes, stirring
occasionally; then pour it into moulds and put it by to cool.This is a very favorite article for invalids.Rice Griddle Cakes.--Boil one large cup of whole cold rice quite soft in
milk, and while hot stir in a little wheat flour or rice flour; when cold add
two eggs and a little salt, bake in small thin cakes on the griddle.In every case in making rice flour bread, cake or pudding, a well boiled
pap should be first made of all the milk and water and half the flour, and
allowed to get perfectly cold before the other ingredients are added; it forms a
support for them and prevents the flour from settling at the bottom; stir the
whole a moment before it is set to cook.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], September 18, 1862, p. 2, c. 1

Coffee.

This article lately commanded $2.50 per lb. in Richmond.It is now worth $2.25 here.--In a few days past, it has tumbled down with
a perfect crash in Richmond--a large lot being offered there a few days ago at
$1.10 which was not taken.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], September 24, 1862, p. 2, c. 5

The editor of the Henderson (N.C.) Times, has recently made a visit
through East Tennessee to Cumberland Gap.Upon
his return, he fixed up the following story for the edification of his readers.At Powell's river, I stopped and engaged more milk, of an old Lincolnite
jade, keen as a brier, and mother of three (and I don't know how many more,)
rather nice looking gals.--She complained to me of having been rudely treated by
a North Carolina officer the morning previous.Arriving at camp, I informed the officer of the old lady's story, and he
told me that knowing their political status,
he had placed a guard around the house, to keep any of the family from going to
the Gap, while our army was crossing the river, and that in the meantime, the
following conversation took place:Officer.--(Entering the house.)Good
morning m'am.No answer."Where is your husband, ma'am?"Old Woman.--None of your business, you rebel you.Officer.--I know.He is in
the Yankee army.Old Woman.--Well he is.What
are you going to do about it?He is
in the 1st Tennessee Federal regiment at Cumberland Gap, and will take off your
rebel head, if you go up there.Officer.--Yes.But we have
him and your General Morgan's whole command completely surrounded--hemmed
in--with an army on both sides of the Gap, and in a few days they will be
starved out, and have to surrender upon our own terms.Old Woman.--We know all that, and are easy.But Lincoln will send an army through Kentucky, which will wipe out your
General Smith, just like a dog would lick out a plate, and then you and your
army of barefooted, roasting ear stealers, will have to leave here in the dark
again, and badly scared at that.Besides
this--Officer.--That's your opinion, but you are deluded.Where were you born?Old Woman.--Born!Why I was
born and raised in Tennessee.I am
an Old Hickory Tennesseean--dead out against Nullification, and its bastard
offspring, Secession.But where are
you from?Officer.--I am from North Carolina, but a native of South Carolina.Old Woman.--A South Carolinian--scion of nullification--double rebel,
double devil.Old Jackson made your
little turnip patch of a State walk the chalk once, and Old Abe Lincoln will
give you rebels hell before Spring.Officer.--(Quitting the old lady, and turning to the eldest daughter,
whom he recognized as a mother.)Madam,
where is your husband?Young Woman.--That is none of your business.Officer.--But it is my business.Where
is he?Young Woman.--Where I hope I'll never see him again.Where I hope you will soon be.Officer.--Where is that?Young Woman.--Why, a prisoner in the hands of the army at the Gap.Officer.--What is that for?Young Woman.--For being what you are, an infernal rebel.Officer.--Oh, if that's all, I will send him back to you as soon as we
take the Gap.Young Woman.--No you needn't.Cust
if ever he sleeps in my bed again.I
intend to get some Union man to father this child.--Here, Bet, (calling a
nurse,) take this little rebel and give him Union milk.Let us try and get the "secesh" out of him.Officer.--(Turning to a Miss.)Did
you find a beau among the Yankee officers?Miss.--Yes, I did; a nice, sweet, gallant fellow.One who stepped like a prince.When
you become his prisoner, give him my love, and tell him for my sake to put a
trace chain around your infernal neck.Officer.--When do you expect to see him again?Miss.--Just after your General takes the next
"big scare," which will be in ten days from this time.Daylight having broken, and the army having crossed the river, the
conversation I have given terminated.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], September 28, 1862, p. 2, c. 4Hoops Ignored.--A correspondent of the Columbus (Ga.) Sun, attached to
Gen. Bragg's army, writing from Sparta, Tenn., says:The land here is fertile, and the people look more like folks.The ladies in the neat little village of Sparta, as we passed through
waved us on amid vociferous cheers, which made the welkin ring.Most of the citizens in that portion of Tennessee, thro' which we have
passed belong to the mediocrity, and are ignorant and disaffected.The women, horrible dictu, go
barefooted, and look like a piece of calico tied around a lamp post.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 3, 1862, p. 2, c. 4

Charleston in War Times--As Seen by a Yankee Lady.

The New York Journal of Commerce
prints the following as "the substance of a conversation with Mrs.
Livingston, of New York, who was brought from Savannah under a flag of truce,
after a sojourn of several months in Dixie:"Mrs. Livingston, whom I find to be a very intelligent lady (and who is
the wife of a Captain in the Federal army), says she has been treated with
uniform kindness and respect since her detention in the South, which dates back
to the commencement of the war. . . There is no property except real estate,
within a dozen miles of Charleston.All
the furniture, stores, and indeed every thing moveable, was sent into the
interior immediately after the battle of James Island.Two provision stores only remain.Many
of the inhabitants reside about three miles outside the city, in barracks
similar to soldiers, and use only the most indispensable and cheapest kind of
furniture.No Sabbath day services
are held in any of the Charleston churches; all the church bells have been cast
into cannon, and even the iron railings and fences have been collected together
and made into cannon.It is
regarded as a mistaken idea that there are Union men in the South.Mrs. Livingston does not believe there is one.She never saw a people so united and determined.There is not a lady in the entire Confederacy who owns fifty dollars'
worth of jewelry.It has voluntarily been given for the cause, and the proceeds
have built many of their finest boats. . . Nothing but the most common qualities
of wearing apparel can be obtained--and shoes are very expensive--the pair she
wore, worth about one dollar and a half, costing in Savannah twelve dollars.Necessary provisions were cheap, but the luxuries were very expensive.A free market had been opened in Charleston, where anybody could procure,
on application three pounds of beef, and half a peck of potatoes per day.Besides the heavy war and State tax, every male resident of the
Confederacy is taxed two dollars per year for the support of the families of
soldiers. . .Very few slaves were to be found in Savannah or Charleston--they
were so scarce as not to be procured for servants, even when one dollar and a
half per day was offered for them. . . .

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 3, 1862, p. 3, c. 4

A Nuisance.

The cattle running at large in the streets are an intolerable nuisance.Won't the city fathers prevent it?We
beg of them to take pity upon the people.Why are hogs kept out of the streets by city ordinances, but
cows allowed to annoy and torment every countryman that brings a wagon to town,
and every pedestrian by keeping the pavements in a villainous state of filth?Hogs in the streets are valuable as scavengers, but cattle are filthy
pests.

Ladies gather your Raspberry leaves, and you will have the finest
substitute for Hyson Tea in the world--and when you can't get Raspberries--take
the Blackberry--it will do.I have
tried it.You have yet several days before frost to gather them--see to
it!--Tea is $12 a pound--save your money!R.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 16, 1862, p. 3, c. 1

Tallow Candles Equal to Star.

Messrs.
Editors Mobile Register & Advertiser:It may be of interest to your numerous readers to know that, with not a
cent of additional expense, tallow candles can be made fully equal in point of
merit to the common star candle.To two pounds of tallow add one teacupful of good strong 'ley' [lye] from
wood ashes, and simmer over a slow fire--when a greasy scum will float on top;
skim this off for making soap, (it is very near soap already) as long as it
continues to rise.Then mould your candles as usual, making the wicks a little
smaller--and you have a pure, hard tallow candle, worth knowing how to make--and
one that burns as long and gives a light equal to sperm.The chemistry demonstrates itself.--An ounce or two of beeswax will make
the candle some harder, and steeping the wicks in spirits turpentine will make
it burn some brighter.I write with one before me.Yours,W.West Point, Miss., Oct. 5th, 1862.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 18, 1862, p. 2, c. 5

Pioneer
Cotton Card Factory.

We beg to inform the public that, after much delay and expense, our Card
Factory is in successful operation, with a machine direct from Baltimore, and
wire enough to make twelve thousand pairs.We hope soon to be able to turn out forty or fifty pair daily.At first the prices will necessarily be high, but in a short time we
think they can be produced at such rates as will enable the poorest to procure
them.It is our object to benefit
the country, and therefore we will sell to parties representing neighborhoods or
counties, where satisfactory evidence is furnished that they are to be
distributed at the factory prices.At
present we cannot sell Cards for money, but in order to get a supply of hard
tanned sheep skins, we will buy from parties desiring to purchase Cards, and
give Cards in exchange; so the first skins delivered at Cartersville will
certainly get the first Cards.We
believe the Cards will compare favorable with Whittemore's best.That is a matter for the people to determine.They have been tested and pronounced excellent.Anderson, Adair & Co., AtlantaFort & Hargrove, Rome,
Will act as our agents to receive and exchange Cards for Skins.John L. Divine,}B. F. Jones,} Prop'rJ. A. Lee,}
oc18 1 m
Intelligencer, Constitutionalist and Rome papers copy.

The Way Our Boys do the Yankees on
the Texas Coast!
Heroic Corpus Christi.

We take the following from our Texas exchanges.It does the heart good to see how things are managed out there.May they continue this good work till the last Yankee vandal departs to
his Northern home, there forever to remain:Heroic Corpus.--A good deal is said about heroic Vicksburg, and very
justly said in praise of that city.But
we have a little Texas village that certainly should not be overlooked in the
roll of fame.Corpus Christi is defended by three insignificant guns, and a handful of
men.For months the Federal fleet off that coast have been making
demonstrations at her harbor, endeavoring to obtain a lodgment upon her shore,
and threatening the destruction of the town.These operations have been steadily met by our people, and resisted
successful at all points.The other
day the enemy brought up several vessels before the town to destroy it.They bombarded it two days with their heavy guns, but were finally driven
off by the shore battery--thus again proving that gunboats are bugaboos.A few days after, the enemy attempted to cut up some shindies on
shore--first having shelled the whole country, to make sure there were not
Confederates about.There was a
small force of our men concealed there, who remained quiet, and were not to be
frightened by shells.At last the
commander of the fleet, thinking the coast clear, made a landing in a launch.No sooner was it done than a polite Confederate Captain stepped up to
him, passed the compliments of the morning, and took him prisoner right under
the guns of his fleet!Corpus and its brave defenders have distinguished themselves, and deserve
no little credit for what they have done.Latest from Corpus Christi.--The San Antonio Herald of the 20th
inst. says:An express to Gen. Bee arrived in this city yesterday from Corpus
Christi, with the news that the Federals were about to renew their attack on
that place, a number of vessels having arrived in the bay.We trust our brave boys will treat them as they did before.A gentleman who has just arrived from Corpus Christi, informs us that a
detachment from the Federals fleet off that place was sent to destroy the salt
works in that neighborhood, and that they were surrounded and captured by our
cavalry, who had been apprised of their movements.The prisoners will be here in a few days.Since writing the above, we have had the satisfaction of seeing a live
kicking Yankee commodore of the fleet off Corpus Christi.--Hurrah! for the
gallant boys about Corpus Christi!!--San Antonio News, Sept. 22d.Reliable intelligence received yesterday evening says that on Sunday
last, Capt. Kittredge, of the Yankee fleet Arkansas, after having shelled the
Flower Bluffs for three hours, went ashore with eight men, when he was
surrounded by Capt. Wate's cavalry!Capt.
W. tapped him on the shoulder, saying, "Captain, I am glad to see
you."They were marched to
Corpus Christi, in short order, where they are being accommodated in becoming
style.--Goliad Messenger, Sept. 18.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 18, 1862, p. 3, c.6

Terpsichorean Festival
For the Benefit of our Sick Soldiers.
------
A Ball.

Will
be given at the City Hall on Thursday evening, October 28, 1862, the proceeds of
which are to be applied to the relief of our Soldiers.Tickets $3, admitting a Gentleman and Ladies.

The subscriber desires to form the acquaintance of an interesting and
pretty young lady, between the ages of 16 and 18, with the ultimate view to
matrimony.Inviolable secrecy must be maintained.State when and where an interview can be had.AddressArthur C. Percival,
oct 16 2tAtlanta, Ga.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 23, 1862, p. 3, c. 1

Camp Songs.

McPherson has published a small volume of 36 pages of "Camp Songs
for Southern Soldiers," by Lawrence H. Mathews of Florida, in camp near
Tupelo during the present summer.Each
of these songs is of rare merit, and arranged to suit some popular tune.Every body can sing them at once.Price
25 cents.Call on Mac and get a
copy.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 24, 1862, p. 3, c. 5Distress in the Mountains.--The following is an extract of a letter from
Cherokee county, Ga., dated Oct. 17th.It is well enough to know the condition of the mountain country.There are hundreds of families without salt, or leather, or thread to
cloth themselves and their children, without wheat, and but half crops of corn.The most of these families are women or helpless children.Their husbands and fathers gone to the war, and a great portion of them
dead or wounded.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], October 25, 1862, p. 2, c. 2

Are We Whipped?Shall
We Give Up?

These questions are not propounded to the brave and patriotic men of
Bragg's army, nor to the oft tried veterans of the Army of the Potomac, nor to
the invincible heroes under Price, nor any of the noble men who have taken up
their muskets and are facing the foe.These
brave soldiers cannot be whipped on the battle field. . . . These men are not
whipped.They cannot be conquered.But how is it at home? . . .
. . . We allude to that clause exempting an owner or overseer on plantations
containing a certain number of negroes.This
has been construed by some into an exemption of the rich, while the poor are
conscribed, because they don't own negroes.--This objection is made without due
consideration, we are sure.We
can't put the negroes into the ranks.By
their staying at home and working, to make something to eat we are able to put
the greater number of fighting men into the field.Through their labor bread and meat are made at home, to feed our poor
women and children, while the white men go into the army.But if all the men were taken away and the negroes left
alone, they would soon become idle and insolent, and possibly much worse than
this.A sufficient number of men
must be left at home to look after this "element of our strength."--It
is not only a wise provision of the law but it is indispensable.In this as in all other cases there will be abuses; of this we are well
aware; but the principle is correct.There is however another important consideration which the poor man
disposed to complain at this provision of the exemption law should bear in mind.It is slavery that makes the poor man respectable.It gives the poor an elevated position in society that they would not
otherwise have.But for slavery here, the poor would occupy the position in society that
the slaves do--as the poor in the North and in Europe do--a position far worse
in its effects every way upon the white man, than that slavery upon the negro--really
more degrading and unmanning.It is
very often the case among us that the sons and daughters of poor, hard working,
honest parents take the highest honors at our schools and colleges, and fill the
highest social and official positions in society and government.If it were not for slavery this would not be the case one time in ten
thousand.Slavery gives them a
position--a start--that would take them generations to work out, if our social
system were different.--Slavery is of far more benefit and is a greater blessing
to the poor who own no slaves, than the rich who do.Slavery is the poor man's chiefest political blessing in the
South, and he should cherish it and do every thing in his power to strengthen it
and make it profitable and perpetual.There
is--there must be--a menial class in all countries; and in every civilized
country on the globe, besides the Confederate States, the poor are the inferiors
and menials of the rich.Let every
poor man thank God that slavery exists among us; let him defend the institution
and fight and die for it the same as he would for his own liberty and the
dearest birthright of freemen, even though neither he nor his children after him
ever own a single slave; for without slavery among us, the poor of the South
would now be in the condition they are in the North, and before many years roll
round, they would be in the condition of hopeless servitude that the peasantry
of Europe are.Every poor man has a
deep vital and lasting paramount interest in the maintenance of slavery and
should cheerfully do and bear any thing necessary to preserve it intact.But we will return to our subject.To sum up then:If we are
defeated, it will be by the people at home, and not from any lack of patriotism
or fighting qualities of the brave men who have gone to the field of strife to
repel the vile invaders of our soil, our homes, our peace and comfort; and we
again most earnestly urge, as we have many times before in these columns, that
every man do his whole duty, and shirk no public responsibility that he can
perform.Let enough men be left at home to control the slaves, and
carry on useful and necessary mechanic arts and professions, who are doing their
duty in good faith; but let the enrolling officer be vigilant in hunting up all
cowardly skulking men who are able-bodied and able to leave home, but who are
dodging and hunting easy places to keep out of the ranks.--Then when this is
faithfully performed, let there be no more abuse of men who ought to be and are
at home doing their duty; but let the odium fall with stinging effect upon the
skulkers, shirkers, and home-staying grumblers, who neither make shoes, hoe
corn, nor oversee negroes, nor attempt to do anything, save only to evade the
performance of their plain duty.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 1, 1862, p. 2, c. 2

The Women!Their
Unbounded Patriotism!

The Chattanooga Rebel of the 30th says:We are authorized to state that the ladies of Chattanooga will use their
surplus dresses in making comforts for the soldier, if they can get cotton.They are willing to pay for it if any person will furnish them what they
want for this purpose.Will not the
men furnish the cotton without requiring the ladies to pay for it?Now, wont somebody in Atlanta send a bale or two of cotton up to the
ladies of Chattanooga, by Express, to-day?

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 2, 1862, p. 1, c. 4

A Substitute for Shoes.

An old and experienced citizen has called our attention to the subject of
the use of cowhide moccasins as a substitute for shoes.He states that when he moved to Mississippi, fifty-two years ago, no
shoes were to be had for the negroes, and they made their own out of this
material, which answered the purpose as well as the more elaborately made
article, and in some respects better.The
process is simple:take a green
cowhide, or one well soaked, with the hair on,--which is to go next to the
foot--"put the foot down firmly" upon it, and cut out the pattern
desired; make the necessary holes along the edges, and lace it with a thong of
the same material at the heel and up the instep.Let it dry upon the foot, and it accommodates itself perfectly to the
shape of the latter, while it is sufficiently substantial for all kinds of
traveling, and its elasticity is preserved by use.Socks should be worn when it is made, though it can be worn without, and
such allowance made for shrinking as to avoid too tight a fit.The moccasin, it is scarcely necessary to observe, adapts itself to the
shape of the foot, the fit is perfect.It
outwears leather, and is not hard, as some might suppose, but quite the reverse.If desired, it can be half-soled with the same material.The hair lining gives the advantage of warmth, so that socks, when not to
be had, can be better dispensed with when moccasins are used than if shoes were
worn.The gentleman to whom we are indebted for this suggestion, says that he
has mentioned the subject to soldiers, who are very much pleased with it, and
say there is no reason why soldiers should go barefoot while so many hides are
thrown away in camps.We think the idea a valuable one, and would be glad that every newspaper
in the Confederacy would lend its aid in giving it circulation.Mobile Advertiser & Register, Oct. 2l.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 4, 1862, p. 2, c. 3How to Knit a Worsted Cap for the Soldiers.--Put on 150 stitches, and
knit, ribbed, one finger and a quarter's length.--Take off, for the head piece
eighty-one stitches and knit a finger's length, as you would the heel of a
stocking; then take off thirty-three stitches, and knit nearly a finger's
length, narrowing each side until all the stitches are taken off.Then take up the stitches as you would the foot of a sock, and knit as on
a sock until you have one hundred and twenty six stitches left on the needles.After narrowing, knit a few rows round, and bind off.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 5, 1862, p. 2, c. 1The ladies of Pitt county, North Carolina, have resolved not to send
their children to any teachers who are exempt from conscription only because of
being teachers.They wish, and very
properly, to encourage a schoolmistress during the war.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 6, 1862, p. 1, c. 3

Extract from the Letter of a Loyal Lady,
the "Wife of a High Rebel Officer, to Her Mother."

The New York Times of the 28th October, has the following purporting to
be a letter from a lady in Savannah.That
journal declares it authority, and is very solicitous lest some one should doubt
it.We suppose our friend Sneed of
the Republican, if called on, could tell whether it is a forgery or not, as the
letter alludes to him:Savannah, Georgia}U. S. of America, Oct. 11th, 1862.}Dear Mother--Your kind letter reached me, and would have given me an
unmingled pleasure but for the announcement of poor Captain ____'s death.How terrible for his sisters, and for poor Miss _____, who, when I last
saw her, showed me his cartede
visite, and half confessed they were engaged, although neither the Commodore
nor her aunt knew or suspected anything of the matter.--Every person here is in
mourning except myself, and I only so because I cannot find materials, and hope
soon to be allowed to go North, as General _____ has half promised me passage
under the next flag of truce, to some vessel of Admiral Dupont's squadron.Our little darling is sadly in need of shoes, her only present foot
covering being little carpet slippers, with carpet soles made by myself.--They
do very well while it is dry, but the least shower keeps her within doors, and
she wears out nearly two pairs each week, so that I am constantly busy.Of tea and other comforts we have only vague remembrances; but food,
thank God, is becoming plentiful again, such as it is--wheat, chickens, corn,
and pigs; and, although it is admitted here by all, that the rebellion has yet a
sharp struggle before it, there is no longer any hope, as I sincerely wish there
was, of its being starved into submission.You cannot think how bitterly the North is ridiculed here, and all my
efforts to defend it only end in mortification and consciousness that those who
think otherwise have the best of the argument.It is now the regular habit to send so-called "deserters" into
the Union lines along the Potomac, whenever we want to get a mail carried North.These "deserters," who are generally the bravest, sharpest and
most unscrupulous, enfants perdus, in the rebel army, enter McClellan's lines tell him
just such stories as they have been told to, take the oath and they are
immediately dismissed.They then go
to Baltimore, post their letters there, get a return mail and are back in
Richmond in three or four days from the time of leaving the managers of this
mail line of Baltimore.It is thus
that the _____ and _____ [Two papers are mentioned here, one published in New
York and one in Baltimore,] get their "late Southern news," and I can
assure you that this mail runs regularly--the carriers many times getting across
the Potomac and into Maryland without being once challenged; while, if they are
challenged, they announce themselves as "deserters," take the
oath--though even this is not always asked of them--and then hurry on to
Baltimore which is our chief Postoffice.They have here in private circulation--though it may be a forgery--a
phrenological chart of General McClellan's character, made by Fowler &
Wells, New York, and which was given, they say, by McClellan to his friend,
Major General G.W. Smith, whose
health is now quite recovered, though at the expense of his mind, which will
never be again what it was.This
written chart--such, dearest mother, as you had made of me when I came back,
last summer, five years ago, from Miss _____'s school--makes McClellan's lump of
"caution" outbalance all the other qualities of his head, and they are
making fun of it all the time, and of course most actively--those who wish to
annoy me--when I am present.They
have had this "chart" printed for private circulation, and while the
papers here all seem in a conspiracy to praise Gen. McClellan, he is the most
bitterly ridiculed man I ever knew, in private.The editor of the Savannah Republican was at Cousin Mary's last Tuesday
evening, and had the "greatest fun" as he called it, (horrid old
creature that he is,) trying to make me angry.But cousin Mary stopped him, and even Senator _____, said that I was an
avowed "enemy of the South," (though Heaven knows I am not), and had
only come here to nurse _____, (her husband).I was entitled to be treated at least with the courtesy due to a
"prisoner of war!" and not vexed and ridiculed.But I assure you you can have no idea what confidence the people here
have that this "chart" is correct, and so whenever Lee or Jackson want
to make McClellan stop anywhere, or avoid a battle, they send off some
"deserters," first tell him they are in immense force, and any other
odious lies they please; and then they get significant hints to the same effect,
published in the Richmond rebel papers; and these papers are actually carried to
McClellan, and even sold to him at a high price, the two men passing themselves
off as Union farmers, who gave him the information which stopped him ten days
after the battle of Sharpsburg, when he was thinking of advancing, and quite
ready, having received sixty dollars between them for their trouble and expense
of bringing the information.George
says they are non-commissioned officers--sergeants or corporals, I forget
which--and are to be commissioned as second lieutenants when they get back from
Baltimore.You may fancy how these
things annoy me.But I have nothing
but annoyance now, though people here say there is no chance of another battle
on the Potomac before next Spring.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 6, 1862, p. 2, c. 2

To the Ladies of Georgia and Alabama

The ready response you have ever given to our numerous appeals in behalf
of our wounded and destitute soldiery, warrants the belief that you will again
respond heartily to our appeal which we are about to make to you in behalf of
the soldiers who are lying sick in the hospitals here and at Chattanooga.The suffering of the sick and wounded for the very commonest necessaries
of life is said to be almost without parallel.We have it on the authority of the Post Surgeon of this city, that the
wants of the inmates of the Chattanooga hospitals, even for comfortable
clothing, is deplorable.--This ought not to be permitted so long as there is a
female hand in the South who can cut and make a garment.Can we lie idle, while the brave soldiers who are defending our homes and
our honor, are languishing in comfortless beds of sickness, with no kind hand to
minister unto them, and with scarcely clothing to cover their bodies?Can the mothers of our soldier boys rest contented on their beds of down,
when they think that perhaps their boy is suffering for the very lightest of the
comforts which they know scarcely how to prize?Sisters!are you willing
that your brothers should suffer while facing the insolent foe who is standing
at our gates clamoring for entrance, while you are lolling on the lap of luxury
at home?And in addition to this,
think of the number who have no friends at home to prepare for them the little
comforts which would be such a relief to them after all the toil and hardships
they have undergone to protect us.Oh,
women of the South, everywhere, you have already rendered yourselves proverbial
for patriotism, and staunch endurance while laboring to supply the necessities
of our gallant soldiers.Shall that
character now deteriorate?or will
you once more come up to the relief of the suffering?We are proud to believe the latter.We believe we have only to make this appeal, and an immediate and
generous response will follow.The ladies of this, and the other societies in this city, are doing
everything in their power to alleviate the suffering in our hospitals, but they
cannot do much unless aided by the ladies everywhere.Come up, then, ladies!aid
us!Send in whatever little article
of clothing, &c., you may have, and let it be judiciously appropriated.Let no one be ashamed of her gift because it is small, for the aggregate
will alleviate much suffering, and our brave but suffering soldiers will bless
you for it.Send it to the
societies in this place, and let it be properly distributed.--Those living near
Chattanooga may send their donations there.Only send them in, and no one can tell the vast amount of good you will
do.Mrs. John Collier,President L. S. R. Society.Atlanta, Georgia.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 6, 1862, p. 2, c. 3

Appeal on Behalf of the Soldiers.

Gov. Vance, of North Carolina, has issued the following address to the
people of that State.Its
patriotism will apply in every quarter of the Confederacy.He says:After the most strenuous exertions on the part of its officers, the State
finds it impossible to clothe and shoe our soldiers without again appealing to
that overflowing fountain of generous charity--the private contributions of our
people.The rigors of winter are
approaching, our soldiers are already suffering, and must suffer more if our
sympathies are not practical and active.The
quartermasters Department is laboring faithfully to provide for them, but, owing
to speculation and extortion, will fall short.The deficiency must be supplied by the people.We shall have an active winter campaign, and how can our troops, if
ragged, cold, and barefoot, contend with the splendidly equipped columns of the
enemy?The articles most needed, and which the State finds it most difficult to
supply, are shoes, socks and blankets, though drawers, shirts and pants would be
gladly received.If every farmer
who has hides tanning would agree to spare one pair of shoes, and if every
mother in North Carolina would knit one strong pair of either thick cotton or
woolen socks for the army, they would be abundantly supplied.A great lot of blankets, also, might yet be spared from private use, and
thousands could be made from the carpets upon our parlor floors.With good, warm houses and cotton bed clothing, we can certainly get
through the winter much better than the soldiers can with all the blankets we
can give them. . . .Z. B. Vance.Raleigh, October 15, 1862.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 6, 1862, p. 3, c. 1

The Ladies' Government Work.

We have before us a long, but well written communication in relation to
Government Agents in this city, giving out the sewing to wealthy ladies to the
exclusion of needy soldiers' wives and daughters.Our attention has been called to this gross injustice by different
persons several times before.We do not know the facts in the case, but our information in the
communication is to this effect.The
Government through her agents here have large quantities of clothing made up for
the soldiers in the army, for which they pay liberal wages.The complaint is that this work is sought after and frequently given out
to wealthy families who own sewing machines and servants, to do the work--when
it could all be done by industrious women, wives and daughters of absent
soldiers who stand around the distributing office earnestly pleading for their
work, as an absolute necessity, in order to their subsistence.Our correspondent thinks, (and we heartily endorse the suggestion,) that
all the wives and daughters of absent soldiers who will, and can do the work
well and promptly, should be first supplied, and then any poor or laboring women
in the city.After these, if they
cannot do all, the balance should be given to any lady who has an industrious
turn of mind.

We hope the parties concerned will adopt this equitable and reasonable,
not to say patriotic plan, and that we will hear no more complaints.We will try to keep posted on the matter.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 7, 1862, p. 2, c. 1A Certain Cure for Colds.--A remedy never known to fail.Three cents worth of licorice, two cents worth of rock candy, three cents
worth of gumarabic.Put them in a
quart of water, simmer them till thoroughly dissolved; then add three cents
worth of paregoric and a like quantity of antimonial wine.Let it cool, and sip whenever the cough is troublesome.It is pleasant, infallible, cheap and good.Its cost is only fifteen cents.We notice the above in our exchanges and suppose it is either a
Homeopathic prescription, or that it has not been revised since the advance in
the price of drugs.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 7, 1862, p. 2, c. 1

Remedy in Diphtheria.

Take a handful of alder root, the same quantity of dogwood root, and the
same quantity of persimmon root.Boil
them with a pint of vinegar down to a half pint, then add a very little water, a
small lump of alum and a little honey, and use as a gargle.We find the above prescription extensively published as a remedy that is
said to have done good in diphtheria.It
is a harmless gargle and a good remedy in cases of common or epidemic "sore
throat," which constitute the "diphtheria" of most physicians who
are famous for curing the malady, as
well as of the unprofessional.Below we give another prescription which has long been before the people,
and is entitled to confidence, and trial, in the absence of a skillful
physician.Diphtheria and Its Cures.--The distinguishing mark of this malady from
other diseases of the throat, is the formation of a membrane which increases
gradually until the patient is strangled to death.It is sometimes accompanied with ulceration and great bodily prostration.To prevent the formation of membrane is to arrest and cure the disease.The Cincinnati Press gives the following simple remedy:In the early stages of the complaint, which is always
accompanied by a soreness and swelling of the throat, let the patient use a
simple solution of salt and water, as a gargle, every fifteen minutes.At the same time moisten a piece of flannel with a solution of the same
kind, made as warm as the patient can bear it, and bind it around his throat,
renewing it as often as the gargle is administered, and in the meanwhile,
sprinkle fine salt between the flannel and the neck.Use inwardly some tonic or stimulant, either separately, or if the
prostration be great, use both together.The
treatment as may be seen, is extremely simple, and if used in the earlier stages
of the disease, will effect a complete cure.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 7, 1862, p. 2, c. 2

To Dye Wool Yarn a Durable Black Without Copperas.--Place in your kettle
a layer of Walnut leaves, then a layer of yarn, then a layer of leaves and
another of yarn, and so on till the kettle is full, pour on water till all is
covered, and boil all day.The next
morning pour off the liquor into another vessel, and put fresh leaves with the
yarn in layers as before and pour the same liquor over it and boil again all
day.Then hang the yarn in the air a few days, after which wash it
and it will be a fine black.The Walnut leaves should be gathered in the Autumn just as they begin to
fall from the trees.The Way to Keep Eggs Fresh.--Pack them in small boxes and about once a
week turn every box, and they will keep fresh and untainted for an indefinite
period.The reason of this is, by
turning the egg over frequently and regularly, the yolk is kept about the centre
[sic] for the albumen.If kept
still the yolk will, in a short time, find its way through the white to shell,
and when it does so the egg will spoil.Hens
understand the fact, for they, as is well known, turn over the eggs on which
they set at least daily.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 7, 1862, p. 2, c. 3

(From the Savannah Republican)

Practical Hints for Hard Times.
Lights.

Our fathers used little artificial light.They preferred the cheap light of day.For this reason they went early to bed, and were all the more healthy and
more wealthy for their practice.The
chief light of their houses like that of the houses of nobility of England, a
few centuries back, was a ruddy glare from the hearthstone.1.Primitive Lights.--The earliest artificial
illuminators of which we have any record, were lamps.These, at first, consisted of nothing more than a cup of oil or grease,
with a wick, lying against its side.Its
shape was soon improved in convenience and elegance.2.A Hastily Extemporized
Light.--The writer was one of a family who were belated in the mountains of
Georgia, and compelled to seek shelter with a family who owned neither lamp nor
candle.Our ingenious hostess,
however, devised a light for the table.It
was by means of a slice of fat bacon, (do not laugh, reader, I tell the simple
truth.)This slice was spread in
the bottom of a saucer, and on this was laid some candle wick, the burning end
of which was kept elevated by being passed through a tailor's thimble.3.Rush Lights.--Among the poor of Europe a very cheap
and easily made light is constructed of the ordinary bulrush stripped of its
skin except enough to hold the internal pith together, and then saturated with
suet or wax.4.Confederate Candle.--This rivals the rush light in
simplicity, and far exceeds it in serviceableness.To make it, melt togetherpound
of beeswax and a quarter of a pound of rosin, or of turpentine fresh from the
tree.Prepare a wick 30 or 40 yards
long, made up of three threads of loosely spun cotton.--Saturate this well with
the mixture, and draw it through your fingers to press it closely together, and
to keep the size even.Repeat the
process until the candle attains the size of a large straw or quill; then wrap
around a bottle, or into a ball with a flat bottom.Six inches of this candle elevated above the rest will burn
for fifteen or twenty minutes, and give a very pretty light, and forty yards
have sufficed a small family a summer for all the usual purposes of the
bedchamber.5.Lard Taper.--Equal to our mountain friend's bacon
light in cheapness, and ;yet more pleasantly available for the necessaries of
the sick room, is a light made up of a saucer half full of lard and a little
wisp of spongy paper.The paper,
twisted so as to form a short pointed wick with a broad base--say two-thirds of
an inch high and an inch broad--is set in the midst of the lard, and by the heat
it generates, aided by the shelving sides of the saucer, keeps itself supplied
with fuel until the lard is all consumed.The
paper can be shaped on the point of one's finger, and the burning end twisted
quite small.--It should rest on the bottom, and the vessel should be shallow--a
saucer, not a cup.6.Lard Lamps.--At the present prices of illuminating
material, the most economical by far for those who live in the interior and afar
from gas, is lard.This requires a
lamp whose wick tubes are of thick metal for the purpose of conveying the heat
of the flame into the midst of the lard, and keeping it melted around the wick.The lard must be melted when the lamp is lighted, or it will not burn
well.The wick should be of several
thicknesses of spongy cloth.7.Lard Oil.--When combined with one-fifth part spirits of
turpentine, will burn in an ordinary lamp and afford a beautiful light.To obtain the oil, enclose lard in a strong, close canvass bag, and
subject to gradually increasing pressure.The
indurated mass left in the bag is not injured for culinary purposes.8.Candles of Tallow and Prickly Pear.--Whoever can
command tallow for candles, will greatly improve them in firmness and in
illuminating power, by combining it with a few leaves of the prickly pear, in
the proportion of about one part by weight of the last, to four or five of the
first.The leaves should be kept in
the heated tallow until all commotion ceases, and until the tallow itself
reaches the boiling point.Of
course, the heated mixture will need straining.It is said by those who profess to know, that the longer tallow is
boiled, the whiter it becomes in case it is not burned; but to avoid burning,
the vessel containing the tallow should be heated in a sand bath (another vessel
partly filled with sand) and not set immediately on the fire.9.Wax Candles.--Beeswax gives a light almost equal to
sperm.It may be moulded like the
tallow candles, or it may be rolled by enveloping the wick in a thin stratum of
wax spread on a board, and afterwards smoothed evenly by rolling between two
boards.The combination of wax and
tallow need not be suggested.10.Wax and Rosin,
mixed in equal proportions, afford an excellent light, though liable to smoke
unless supplied with a suitably sized wick.11.Myrtle Wax is obtained by boiling the berries of the
swamp myrtle, on which it is to be seen as a greenish white cover.The myrtle is found abundantly in all our seaboard counties, and has been
seen by the writer as far inland as Macon and Forsyth.Its favorite locality is swampy though not wet ground.The berries should be boiled in a bag, and the clarified wax, which is of
a pretty green color mixed more or less largely with tallow.12.The value of our ordinary pine tree as an illuminator
remains yet to be developed.--Camphene is nothing more than the highly volatile
spirits of turpentine--it is that part of the spirit which first rises from the
still after heating the virgin gum.That
which comes after is more or less mixed with the heavier rosin. Burning Fluid is
made by mixing camphene (or even the purer varieties of spirits of turpentine)
with four or more times its bulk of alcohol.The high price of alcohol has arrested the manufacture of burning fluid;
but the camphene remains as abundant as ever in the pine forests of the whole
South, and awaits only the magic ouch of some one who will devise a plan for
rendering it inexplosive, to furnish the country with one of the best and
cheapest lights.Will not
somebody try?Rosin is the
inspessated juice of the gum remaining in the still after the volatile part, or
spirit, has been separated by heat.It
has resisted all efforts hitherto made to mould it into candles or to use it in
lamps, being too hard for the one and too soft for the other; and, moreover, it
burns with a dense and unpleasant smoke.But
the smoke may be consumed by attaching a glass chimney with a strong draught,
when a flame is produced almost as brilliant as that of Kerosine, and, no doubt,
a suitable lamp for it can be constructed.I venture the prediction that it is yet to be used as an illuminator, in
other ways than at the gas works.

Marooners, Sr.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 7, 1862, p. 2, c. 4Spinning Wheels.--The Corsicana (Texas) Express says:"The hum of the spinning wheel and clank of the loom greet our ears
and vision wherever we go.The
instruments of machinery predominate, the piano retiring, and, for the present,
being a useless instrument.Young
and old ladies are exercising great diligence in spinning, weaving, and
supplying clothing for the soldiers the ensuing winter.They are entitled to the praise of the soldiers, and should receive, at
home, every encouragement in their noble work.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 7, 1862, p. 3, c. 1
Lamp Wicks.--A correspondent gives the Columbia Guardian the following useful
bit of information:"It might interest some of your readers to know this when it is so
difficult to get lamp-wicks that the tops of old home-knit socks cut into strips
of the proper width, make as good ones as the best that ever came from Yankeedom."

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 16, 1862, p. 1, c. 4For the Southern Confederacy,Bridgeport, Ala.,}Monday, Nov. 18, 1862.}
. . .The country lying between
here and Sequitchie [sic] Valley, is filled with bushwhackers, whose deeds of
horror make the blood curdle in one's veins.They are principally composed of those who have fled from their homes to
avoid conscription.--Yet, friend and foe share the same fate as their only
desire seems to be to pillage.--Gen. Helm, the commandant of the Post at
Chattanooga, is taking active measures to drive them out, and render travel safe
once more.Many urge the
destruction of every habitation and grain field in that region, as the surest
and most expeditious method of ridding the country of these Thugs, but from what
I know of Gen. Helm, he will be the last man thus to entail untold misery upon
the innocent as well as the guilty.Every day large numbers of exiles from Kentucky and Middle Tennessee pass
by here on their way to Georgia and Alabama, they are allowed to leave upon
parole.--The Federals say that they now have that country and do not care to
have traitors among them. . . .Guilburton.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], November 16, 1862, p. 3, c. 1

Pioneer Cotton Card Factory.

Messrs. Divine, Jones and Lee have at great expense, commenced the
manufacture of Cotton Cards at Cartersville in this State.The demand for cards far exceeds their capacity, though they are now
turning out thirty pairs a day and will soon increase it to fifty.They exchange one pair of cards for five hard tanned sheep skins.They want the skins for making the cards.Any one can tell what is meant by 'hard tanned' by looking at the leather
in which the card teeth are set in any pair of cards.We recently published an article from a manufacturer, urging the
importance of giving these enterprising gentlemen increased facilities by the
State or Government to enable them to furnish repairs and new cards to the
various manufactories of cotton.We
now beg to call the attention of capitalists and the Legislature to this
important enterprise for their investigation, and would say that too much
importance cannot be attached to this enterprise, especially if the blockade is
to continue.People cannot fight
without clothes, and cannot make clothes without cards--so it is better that
every encouragement and aid be given to enlarge this important establishment.

. . . Barring things political, Washington appears animated, but not
cheerful.The stores are full,
tradesmen busy, the streets filled with pedestrians, and omnibusses and hacks
crowd the city.But everything is Yankee.The
red-cheeked women with flounced skirts and tremendous hoops, are wives of Yankee
officers, Yankee merchants and Government plunderers. . . . The Southern and
general aspect of the great city has passed away.Its best citizens are virtually prisoners of war in their own houses.Despising their hateful oppressors, the streets have been
shunned as places upon every turn of which are seen evidences of their presence.Strangers and citizens of another commonwealth have haughtily crowded out
the gay, beautiful and patriotic natives of a by-gone period.
. . . Much has been said concerning the Southern Heroines, so much indeed that
one is disposed sometimes to imagine the bounds of probability have been
overstepped.Not so; too much
cannot be said.The Maryland women are as brave as any the sun ever shone on.They are the only noble spirits I saw who had not been crushed into a
servile and cowardly submission to the despotism.Everywhere and always they were *intensely* Southern, and dared to
express it, even in the face of Yankee officers.In Georgetown there was a dance the night previous to our
departure; in the same set was a Miss Dent, from Charles county, Maryland, and a
Yankee Captain, with whom she obstinately refused to turn, because he was such.He *revenged* himself by having her arrested and searched before she
reached home.A noble woman of Washington said to me, "go back and
tell the South we love her yet, and all the mean villainy of the Lincoln
Government is unable to extinguish it.I
intend to have me a brooch made of the buttons from Confederate officers, and I
shall wear it in the streets of Washington."We would be happy here to recount some of the witty and brilliant
expressions and sarcastic thrusts drawn from another highly gifted woman, by the
boorish speeches of Federal Colonels and Majors, but as we were afraid to commit
them to paper, we will not hazard their beauty and force by quoting from memory.With such mothers Maryland must and shall be free.Let no one doubt.It is the
mothers who give shape and cast mould to the next generation, and the next
generation in Maryland will prove true to the patriotic instructions of such
worthy and never to be forgotten instructors.In my humble opinion, could the pressure of military power be now
removed, there would be a tremendous rebound in favor of an eternal separation
from the North.The men are
crushed, insulted and outraged, but the volcano of feeling is only smothered,
and sooner or later must come forth in floods of wrath overwhelming the
oppressors with a fiery indignation. . . .On the day we left Washington, twelve miles from the city, the stage was
arrested and all the passengers subjected to a vigorous search.This was done by the detectives in the most brutal manner.The ladies were not allowed to occupy a separate room even
under the surveillance of an officer, but were constrained to sit and witness
the searching and stripping of a half dozen men. . . . Another lady, whose home
was in Richmond, having visited Philadelphia to see her only child, was
attempting to make her way back.She
called on Col. Phillibrown, of Harper's Ferry, to give her a pass.He not only refused this but accused her of being a spy, and searched her
carpet bag and basket.Finding nothing there to criminate her, he used the most
insulting language towards her and threatened to search her himself.She said "never, never;" and drawing a repeater cocked it, and
said "touch me if you dare."The
cowardly and lascivious scoundrel called in his guards, and afterwards sent into
the tent two prostitutes to carry out his orders.These vile women, through this pink of Yankee perfection, made the most
infamous proposals, declaring if she would consent the Colonel would have her
conducted safely into our lines.She
rejected the proposal with horror, and remained a prisoner five days before she
could escape.Such are the men
against whom the South is to fight, but from such infamy and corruption we have
nothing to fear.

Though
for a season sunk in woe,Tennessee, my Tennessee!
Though now her prayer she breathes but low,Tennessee, my Tennessee!
Thought on her margins proudly glow
The colors of her hated foe,
She swears in wrath they yet shall knowThere still is life in Tennessee!

Amid
the gloom how sweet the thought,Tennessee, my Tennessee!
This truth is with rich blessings fraught,Tennessee, my Tennessee!
The liberty our fathers bought,
That priceless boon we count but naught,
Until our foes at least are taught,There still is life in Tennessee!

My
noble "State," for thee I sigh,Tennessee, my Tennessee!
Thy favored hour will soon draw night,Tennessee, my Tennessee!
Thy true-born sons can never fly,
THEY'LL CONQUER OR THEY'LL NOBLY DIE,
Then let this be our battle cry,There still is life in Tennessee!

No
fetters can thy spirit tame,Tennessee, my Tennessee!
Be though as in the past, the same,Tennessee, my Tennessee!
By Zollicoffer's hallowed name,
By Matton's deathless, peerless fame,
By all they martyr'd sons proclaim,There yet is life in Tennessee!J. H. McD.
November 10, 1862

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], December 5, 1862, p. 2, c. 2-3

Sabbath in Milledgeville.

Milledgeville Hotel, }December 1st, 1862.}
. . . By invitation I attended Divine service at the Penitentiary in the
afternoon.I arrived there some
time before the hour, and had opportunity to view the convicts as they walked to
and fro, or assembled in small squads to converse.The first thing that strikes the eye of one who never before saw the
inmates of a Penitentiary is their peculiar prison dress.--The coat, pantaloons
and vest are all of the same material, which is coarse homespun, plain woven, of
white cotton warp, and filled with black and white, making alternate stripes of
these colors about three inches in width.The
clothes are all cut so as to have the stripes pass around the body, and not up
and down.This dress is not only
odd looking, but it is really degrading in its appearance.There are in the Penitentiary 188 convicts. . .There are five female
convicts.Three of these are sentenced for three years each, for
vagrancy, and one for four years for burglary.One was born in Georgia, one in North Carolina, one in New York, and one
in Ireland.They are kept making
convicts clothing. . . .J. H. S.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], December 5, 1862, p. 2, c. 5

Athenaeum.
For a Few Nights Only.
Friday Night, Dec. 5, 1862
Mago Del Mage
The celebrated
Southern Wizard and magician,
in his
Temple of Magic.
Fun, Farce, Frolic and Foibles--Magic, Mirth
and Mystery--Mesmerism, &c.
Entitled
A Night in Wonder World.

We received only one Richmond paper yesterday morning--the Richmond
Enquirer of the 15th.From it we
cull the following:. . .

The Refugees.

The amount of suffering inflicted on the con combatants of Fredericksburg
by the unprincipled foe, is heartrending.The
picture which meets the eye at every farm house, cabin and hut--fugitives from
burning homes and desolated hearthstones, clustered in melancholy groups in the
houses and about the yards watching the clouds hovering over the fated city and
listening to the steady roar of the artillery whose every volley adds to the
already terrible scene of destruction--is enough to affect the stoniest heart,
and from the most charitable call out curses on the infamous authors of so much
misery.The continued inaction of
the enemy gave assurance to a number of families who had for many weeks been
suffering within sight of their homes, that the danger of bombardment had
passed, and within the past few days they returned to the city.They were startled from their dream of security by the hissing shell
through the bed chamber, the rattling of grape in the street, and the solid shot
opening its way through roof and floor, even of Churches and ploughing [sic] up
the very bones of their ancestors in the churchyards.The shrieks of women with their infants in their arms, snatched hastily
from peaceful sleep, as they ran in frantic amazement and terror through the
streets, was enough to appall any but a Yankee's heart.Some sought refuge in their cellars, blazing rafters and steaming timbers
overhead drove them again into the street.How any escaped is a problem whose solution must come within the
catalogue of miracles.There are
rumors of women and children having been killed, or perishing amid the flames,
but amid the confusion of conflicting reports, we can affirm nothing definite.Some are said to be in the town yet, unable to get away.What their fate will be is a matter of sad conjecture.Between the present terminus of the railroad and Hamilton's crossing,
about two miles, we encountered numerous fugitives from the burning city.An old man, accompanied by his wife and four or five children, was
seeking a roof to shelter them.They
saved nothing but the clothes on their persons, the results of long years of
toil remaining in ashes behind them.A
most affecting sight was a widow with four little children, some barefoot, and
others in their night clothes, following her weary steps.An infant in her arms was crowing busily unconscious of the tears
coursing silently down the mother's cheeks.This scene, however, forms only part of the sad picture on every hand
presented.Let us hope that every
exertion will be made by the benevolent to mitigate the sufferings of these poor
refugees.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], December 24, 1862, p. 2, c. 3

Correspondence of the Southern Confederacy.

Battle House, Mobile, Ala.,}December 18th, 1862.}
. . . Large quantities of shoes are here in the stores, and why is it that our
soldiers are freezing in the mountains of Virginia and the low lands of
Tennessee?Is it from favoritism
through Government officials, or what is it?Although the mothers of Virginia have torn their carpets from their
floors to supply the shivering sentinels with blankets as they stand in the snow
storm guarding the key to our country's Liberty, here thousands of yards of the
same material lie in the commercial houses at swindling and fabulous prices.Mobile wears a sombre [sic] aspect.Her principal business houses are closed, and but little is doing outside
of the government houses.The
saloons, restaurants and houses of amusement, and hotels are reaping a harvest,
rich from the blood of the nation which is now struggling against such fearful
odds for independence.Meals at the Battle House, the principal hotel of the place, one dollar
and a quarter each, and like everything else as the articles advance the quality
as a general thing degrades and the Battle House is no exception to this rule.. . .Lexington.

A neighbor thus discourses on his Christmas experiences:On Christmas Eve the streets were thronged, and everything wore the 'pearance
of hurried preparation.Shoy Tops
were crowded, brisness was bisk and hexpectation was runnin' 'igh--evidently so,
for I was guessing that old Santa Anna Claws, or what you call him, would be on
hand, and had a mind to buy a pair of extra gentlemen's half stockings to hang
up.Every friend I met would "be at home at-- o'clock to-morrow, and would be happy to see you 'round."Wonder if some trick anit up?Don't
often get invitations!Christmas morning found everything in situ quo--thought it was Sunday,
but heard no Church bells.Early in
the morning a venerable friend with a mechanical smile, said "Merry
Christmas to you!" with the same no-motomy--no nomotony (now I've got it)
that the steam road conductor says "All abroad."During the day a few squads of boys was a crackin' their poppers in the
streets and the Provost Office Guard broke up the peace.Some body shot, out of the lines of coroberation, and I thought the
Sabbath was desecuted.During the evening but few people were on the streets, and still it
required constant dodging from side to circumference to avoid collisions with
the pequestreans lookin' 'round for more gnog.At night I called on a neighbor, without any invitation, and he said they
had just drunk an gnegog; but the block-eg, and the Gover-nog's proclamation and
the speg-nogalators-hic-heg nod ache.When I waked up I concluded that Christmas was an unlucky season of the
year.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], December 30, 1862, p. 3, c. 6

Our Markets, &c.

Christmas inexpressibly dull--not much provisions or produce coming into
market.Fodder and shucks in good
demand.Corn $2, and scarce.Much inquiry among capitalists for cotton.Tobacco in good demand.Great
demand for sugar, but no chance to ship it.But little cotton goods or yarns in the market.The unwarranted interference of private rights by the Legislature has
caused the cotton factories to put their entire force under the control of the
Confederate government.This is a
just reward for Gov. Brown and his followers, who are all the time harping on
violating the Constitution, but violate the dearest right of man whenever it
suits them, by seizing private property without just compensation.Our Legislature is keeping many valuable and almost
indispensable articles from being brought to our market.Nails are scarce, but no great demand.Flour is $45 per barrel.The
negro market still keeps active, at high prices.Real estate and house rent just any thing that is asked for
it.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], December 31, 1862, p. 2, c. 1Cure of Diphtheria.--The Richmond Whig says:"A gentleman who tried it says that Kerosine [sic], or coal oil, is
an almost infallible remedy for the terrible and fatal disease.--Diphtheria.The remedy is to be applied externally, by rubbing the throat with the
oil freely and frequently.It has
cured numerous cases, as many probably, as fifty, in one neighborhood where our
informant lives, and he knows of but one case in which it failed.He regards it as the best remedy known for this disease.The remedy is a simple one and easily tried."

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], January 3, 1863, p. 2, c. 3

In Camp Near Murfreesboro, Tenn.}December 26th, 1862.}
Messrs. Editors:Since the date of my last letter there has been considerable skirmishing
on the front.. . . On Christmas eve the officers of the 1st La. and 2d Ky.
Regiments gave a ball at the Court House in Murfreesboro which proved a
magnificent affair and complete success.--The beauty and fashion of this little
city and many distinguished officers were present.The decorations were exceedingly handsome, among them I noticed four
large "B's," constructed of evergreens, "Beauregard and Bragg, of
La.," "Buckner and Breckinridge, of Ky."Over the windows were the names, "Pensacola," "Donelson,"
"Shiloh," "Santa Rosa" and "Hartsville," all
enwreathed with cedar.Conspicuous were numerous United States flags--Union
down--trophies belonging to Gen. John H. Morgan, furnished for the occasion by
his lady.New Year's eve will be
celebrated by another ball to be given by the officers of the 6th and 9th Ky.
Regiments and Cobb's Battery.Truly
the grim soldiers feel fond of laying aside their stern occupation for the
smiles of fair ladies.I hope they
may not experience another Waterloo but instead when begins the "sound of
revelry by night" may the beauty and chivalry enjoy themselves without
interruption from the cannon's opening roar.In strong contrast with such scenes comes the announcement of five
military executions in one day--One by hanging, the rest by shooting.The first was a spy, a traitor, and a thief, named Gray.The crime committed by the other four was desertion.It was my sad duty to witness the execution of one of the latter.As the Brigade was being formed on three sides of a square the clouds
grew dark and heavy as if the very heavens frowned upon the bloody deed about to
be enacted.--The troops remained in one of the heaviest rain storms I ever
remember, until the prisoner was brought in the centre [sic] of the square
riding in a wagon followed by a hearse.After
bidding a few friends adieu, he, with a firm step, without kneeling or being
blindfolded, faced the firing party composed of one Lieutenant, one sergeant,
and 15 men--12 of the guns were loaded with balls, and three with blank
cartridges.At 12 o'clock Lieut. B.
gave the command, "ready!" "aim!" "fire!" when the
prisoner fell--dead--pierced by eleven balls.Some of these men were arrested after an absence of six months.I would advise all deserters who may be skulking around the cities of the
Confederacy, to return while Gen. Bragg offers them pardon. . . Volunteer.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], January 3, 1862, p. 2, c. 4

Incidents of the Battle of Fredericksburg.
The People of the Town Who Remained--The Women.

The Yankee Generals were almost thunderstruck at finding so many persons
through a shelling lasting twelve hours, and carried on without intermission,
with one hundred and forty-three guns.Gen.
Sturgis told a lady that the women of Fredericksburg ought to be handed down to
the latest posterity as model heroines.He
then said to the same lady--"madam, it is too dangerous for you to remain
longer, General Lee will shell the town; go over to the other side, I will
insure your protection and a return whenever you choose to come back."The lady's reply was quite significant--"No sir," said she,
"I have no more business across that river than a Yankee has in Heaven; I
shall stay and take the best care I can of my property."He then asked if she had a husband in the Southern army."No, sir, I have a son; but if my husband does not now enlist and
avenge the vandalism you have committed on my town and its people, I shall get a
divorce."Said Sturgis,
"I admire your pluck, madam, and from this time forward, as long as I
remain, you shall be protected."In
another instance, a gentleman had been arrested, and was being carried before an
officer, when his daughter, one of the most beautiful and accomplished girls in
the city, seized an old sword lying near, and following the guard, who was
conducting her father, and who was abusing him, bade him desist, threatening him
with instant death if he should harm her father, accompanied him to the presence
of the officer, when both were released.A
Yankee officer who witnessed this scene said he would rather fight the best
regiment of the South than encounter the women of Fredericksburg.
. . .--Correspondence of the Richmond Enquirer.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], January 11, 1863, p. 3, c. 1A Female Soldier.--Among the strange, heroic and self sacrificing acts of
woman in this struggle for our independence, we have heard of none which exceeds
the bravery displayed and hardships endured by the subject of this notice, Mrs.
Amy Clarke.Mrs. Clarke volunteered
with her husband as a private, fought through the battles of Shiloh, where Mr.
Clarke was killed--she performing the rites of burial with her own hands.She then continued with Bragg's army in Kentucky, fighting in the ranks
as a common soldier, until she was twice wounded--once in the ankle and then in
the breast, when she fell a prisoner into the hands of the Yankees.Her sex was discovered by the Federals, and she was regularly paroled as
a prisoner of war, but they did not permit her to return until she had donned
female apparel.Mrs. C. was in our
city on Sunday last, en route for Bragg's command.--Jackson Mississippian, Dec.
30.

Chiccory, [sic]
The Only Substitute
for
Coffee.
On Consignment and for Sale

By Anderson, Adair & Co.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], January 25, 1863, p. 2, c. 5

A Large Lot
of Assorted
Ambrotype Stock

And
material, plain and fancy, just received and for sale, in lots to suit
purchasers.Cases fitted entire
with glass mats and preservers.Orders
fitted punctually when accompanied by the cash.AddressJ. W. Birth,Whitehall street, Atlanta, Ga.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], January 28, 1863, p. 2, c. 4

Thieving Women.

Some
Ladies this day (Tuesday 27th) about
half-past one o'clock, stole from my store, two Ends, or Remnants, of Brown
Jeans, one piece of Green Veil Barege, and one piece of Black Veil Lace.These women are known.Their movements
have been watched for some time, and they have at last been detected.I advise them to send back my goods and steal no more.
jan28tfP. G. Bessent.

A call has been made upon all the able-bodied men to come at once to the
rescue of our country, and some one has asked that we, the women, use our
influence in urging forward to duty those who have not been prompt to respond to
the call.We have tried to do our duty in this great struggle for liberty.In every way except by personal appeals; by our labor and conduct
throughout, we have exhorted, urged, and encouraged our natural protectors, to
shield us from subjugation by our tyrannical foes; and with loving hearts,
willing hands and tearful eyes, we have labored night and day to prepare food,
clothing, and everything we could to relieve our suffering soldiers, and
otherwise aid our cause.--Physically, we are weak and timid; and though the
loved ones we have sent into the service are dear to us as our heart's blood,
their honor is dearer than life
itself.All know how intensely women admire courage in men.It is impossible for us to respect a coward, and every true woman who has
husband, father, brother, or lover--though he be the sun of her existence--the
one star of her hope, had rather see him prostrate before her with death's
signet on his noble brow that has never been branded by cowardice or dishonor,
than have him forfeit his good name and disgrace his manhood, by refusing to do
his duty to his country.Women
would have men love God first, their country next, and then herself.We know the longer the war lasts the more homes will be desolated; the
more precious lives will be lost by disease and battle; and if the war continues
long, all will be compelled to go into the service and do their duty; and we
prefer that all should go now--go
without further delay, and with one effectual blow, end, at once, this cruel
war, which is desolating our country and rending our hearts.If we must be left alone and unprotected at our homes, be it so.If we suffer it will be in a good cause, and God and His Holy Angels will
take care of those who trust in Him.If left to the women of the South to decide, we say, if it be necessary,
let all go at once.The sooner the
war is ended, the sooner will our sufferings be over; we therefore implore every
man, who is able to bear arms, to go forth and wield them in our defence [sic].You are politically, as well as naturally, our protectors.We look to you; we cling to you as our earthly hope--our only
dependence.--You know that your lives are dear to us.Oh!so dear!But your lives cease to be dear to us, when you fail to provide us a
country that we can be proud of, and when we can no longer reverence your honor,
your patriotism and your courage.This
patriotism, honor, and courage, we look to you to preserve untarnished, and to
give us a country where freedom shall dwell, virtue be respected, and which will
be exalted and honored among the nations of the earth.Let us have these, or let us share with you your honored graves where the
bones of heroes repose.Better
death than dishonor.Better the
extinction of a proud race of freemen, than have a country from which LIBERTY
has taken it flight forever!Some
good angel has whispered it into our hearts that Southern men can never be
conquered by any foe if they will only be true to themselves and the proud
national birthright which we possess; but if they prove themselves unworthy this
princely heritage of freemen, LIBERTY will bow its regal head with shame and
depart from us forever.Then, respond to our country's call, men of the South.It is woman that pleads and asks you to come to her rescue.Each one of you is the star--the centre [sic] of hope--of
some pure woman's heart; but where will be her joy, if she see that star set
forever in infamy and disgrace, either personal or national.It is not brave, just, nor honorable, for some to endure all the
sufferings, hardships, toils, and death, which are the last of a soldier, in
securing our independence for the enjoyment of others who have avoided the post
of honor and danger, and have not contributed their part in this great struggle.Come, then, from the halls of learning.Come from the pulpit, the rostrum, the tripod, the counting-house, the
physicians' office; come from the fields, mountains, and vales.--Let the great
heart of the South, like the pulsations of a convulsed world, throb to the
music-chimes of freedom's pealing strains, and every brave man respond to the
clarion call which summons freemen to arms.Let every strong arm strike a simultaneous blow for liberty and
independence.Then, indeed, we shall be free.No matter what the position or rank you fill.Every true woman has more respect and admiration for the poor private in
rags and bleeding feet, if he be a true, unselfish patriot, than for all the
tinsel and gilded greatness of a laggard or coward.We hope all will appreciate the sacrifices which we make in giving up the
objects of our love; but let all understand that woman can never counsel
dishonor.We will cheerfully endure the privations and sufferings that
may befall us.We will still try to
do our duty; labor for, assist, relieve, and encourage our brave defenders; and
though our hearts are torn; though we are bereft of our dearest ones, we
will never say "hold!it is
enough!" till the last vile foe shall bite the dust, or is driven from our
soil, and our country proudly takes her place among the nations of the earth.Women of the South.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], January 31, 1863, p. 2, c. 6

Package Sale.The
Cargoes of the British Steamers
Calypso and Douglas
by R. A. Pringle,
137 Meeting Street,
Charleston, South Carolina,
James H. Taylor, Auctioneer.
On Wednesday Morning, February 11th, 1863,
commencing at 10 o'clock, will be sold,
Groceries.

A few evenings since, we met a group of gentlemen on the sidewalk who
seemed to be in earnest conversation.Upon
invitation we halted, when one of them, a railroad agent, resumed his discourse.He said it seemed that he had more trials and vexatious troubles than any
man living.Half the time the
Government had his cars sent off, merchants all wanted to ship goods at once,
and blamed him if he had no cars to put them in; blamed him if their goods did
not arrive in time, and blamed him if he did not allow them, after they had
arrived, to remain a few days right in his way and in the way of every body
else--notwithstanding they were in such a hurry for them before their
arrival.--These and many other grievances he enumerated, and wound up by
declaring they were enough to "drive him crazy.""All that is nothing," responded another, who is a Merchant
Tailor, "to what I have to endure."If you only had to cut and fit
officers, and hear them swear, when their new clothes do not feel free and easy,
like their old ones; and then, hear them abuse the button-holes, and the sewing
of the poor women whom I think it my duty to employ because their husbands are
in the army; I say, if you had all this to go through with, then you might
talk.""That is nothing to what I have to contend with," said a Slave
dealer.The negroes are always getting sick, or "throwing
off," and wont talk up right; and
then, every man who has an old, sickly rip of a negro to sell, with snaggle
teeth and weak back, will come in while I am busy as a man can be, pull me off
for a confidential chat, and ask the worth of a likely
woman, about thirty years old, a No. 1
cook and first rate washer and ironer.I reply that I can't tell, but that if he will bring her in, I will do
the best I can."Oh!" he
replies, "I can sell her myself; I only wanted your ideas about her
value."If you were to see me
sometimes you would find out how a man looks when vexed out of all patience and
peace of mind.I often think I have
"but little chance for heaven.""All this is nothing to what I have to encounter and bear
with," said the next one of the group, a clerk in a public office."If you only had to write day and night to keep your books up, to
cast up long columns of heavy accounts of a cold day when your fingers are numb
and the ink most froze, to make intricate calculations involving large amounts
of money where a dozen loafers are sitting around laughing and talking, and
squirting tobacco juice all over the store, and stinking up the room with the
nauseous fumes, then you would have something to complain of."At this point we modestly suggested that editing a daily paper and
attending to the business connected therewith is about as trying a vocation as
any sane man could follow and retain his wife; and after giving the following
narrations as a part of one day's experience, the party who were recounting
their trials and griefs separated for the night.As we have given the complaints of our four friends, each one of whom
thought he had the hardest lot on earth, we will here lay before our readers the
recital of our difficulties which we gave them as a portion
of one day's experience as editor and proprietor of a newspaper.As we enter our office in the morning, the confidential clerk who opens
our letters hands us a short communication, quietly remarking that "them
fellers at Marietta have ris again in the price of their paper."We hastily glance at the contents and find that the paper mills have made
a heavy advance upon us.We
indignantly pass on to the press-room and find a good portion of the floor
flooded with water.We ask Billy what is the matter and he replies, "Nothing
but a chip in one of the flues and the
engine boiled over."We
then ask Billy how there came to be so many waste papers; (about 200--mostly on
the floor, under the press or tables.)"Well,"
says he, "the last paper you got at Marietta ain't no account.About a fifth of it is split up, so it won't run through."We start back, and the mailing clerk accosts us saying, "Can't write
without fire such a morning as this."We call the porter and ask why a good fire is not made, when
he replies that he can't make it burn, as the last load of coal is nearly all
rocks.Our confidential clerk again
asks us what he shall do with a lot of indistinct, blotted, torn-up, badly
patched shinplasters signed, "S. Smith," all sent in a letter from a
Post Office in Alabama, in which the writer requests us to "fling him
in" one subscription for a year, for having made up for us a club and sent
the money, (the aforesaid batch of Alabama shinplasters.)We step to the front door a moment, to catch the fresh air, while we try
to arrive at a solution of the troubles, just named, when a little negro comes
dashing up and says, "Missus wants a paper.Wesley flinged hern over de fense in de yard and de puppy tored it
up."Just then a red-faced man, with a dilapidated military coat on, steps up and
inquires who is the man who wants to go as a substitute.We tell him to walk into the office and the clerk will give him the name.He has scarcely passed us, when another man asks if we can tell where he
can hire a little nigger gal to sorter help his folks as they are most all sick.We answer that we cannot as none are advertised this morning."We don't take a paper," the man replies, "'lowed you
knowed."Next we meet a gentleman formerly from Kentucky, but now a refugee in the
South, who asks, "Have you anything from Tallahoma?Don't you think Bragg will be removed now?"We reply that we cannot tell; the President knows best.While we are finishing up this last remark, an old friend of ours from
the country approaches and says, "I believe I will take your paper this
year, if you hain't ris on it."We
tell him our Weekly is greatly enlarged and is only $5 a year, and that a bushel
of yams and a dozen eggs will bring him money enough to pay for it; that
heretofore he had paid $2 a year for our paper, and got only 50 cents for the
yams and 10 cents for the eggs, which will not bring him $8."Well," says he, "I'll try it six months anyhow."We have scarcely turned to go back into the office, when a dyspeptic
friend living three-fourths of a mile from our office on a cross street, accosts
us thus:"I want toknow
why I can't get my paper sooner of a
morning; and sometimes it don't come at all."Soon after, we meet a bilious friend who wants to know why we don't pitch
into the City Council on account of that big mud hole in front of his house,
where they dug the hill down and threw in red
dirt..The next man we meet wonders where in the world he can get a pair of
cotton cards, and what they allow for sheepskins.Next comes into our office a lame soldier who asks us to show him the way
to Col. Lee's office.In less than
two minutes after we have complied with this request, an acquaintance from the
country steps in and asks us to walk with him to the Provost Marshall's office
to identify him, so that he can get a passport to go home.After an hour spent in this way, we hurry up to our sanctum to look over
exchanged and correspondence; find but few papers, and none from Richmond,
Charleston, or Mobile; find one or two letters from men we never knew or heard
of before, asking us to change their paper to some Post Office, without stating
where they are now taking it, as though we had plenty of time to look through
all those "eight ponderous volumes" to find his name.The next letter is from a wounded soldier, complaining of the arrogance
insults and inattention of the Doctors in the hospitals, and neglecting the sick
and wounded soldiers generally, and hoping we will "blow them up in our
widely circulated and valuable journal."The next letter is a badly written and blotted obituary notice, the
writer asking to "correct all errors and publish the same and much oblige
numerous readers."Another
letter is a long and severe tirade against Joe Brown for some real or imaginary
wrong.Soon there is a rap at the door of our sanctum.We invite the person to come in, when a soldier asks if we have any
"payrolls or 'scriptive lists."Of
course we have nothing of the kind in our sanctum, but we have to tell him where
he can find them.We have not more
than got ourselves well squared up to our desk to fix up something for the
paper, when our Foreman comes in hurriedly saying "Copy, sir."We have none ready, and have to give him something that is only half
read, or something that we would not put in the paper, if we had anything else
prepared, but the printer can't wait, and must have something
to work on.We impatiently turn to our desk and have not more than got ourself
composed and our mind in proper train of thought on (what we consider) an
important editorial when we hear three quick, light, but distinct raps at the
door.We at once know that it is a
woman.We say "come in,"
when the visitor introduces herself, gives the most satisfactory references of
unsurpassed talents and accomplishments, and wants to engage to furnish us with
a six column article on love, or the education of women, and a piece of poetry
twice a week, dedicated to all the distinguished and handsome Generals of the
war, for handsome pay, of course.We
are compelled, through politeness to a lady--a literary
lady--of the genuine blue-stocking sisterhood, to sit for a half hour and talk;
and hear her talk, the most consummate nonsense; and in less than one minute
after she is gone, another printer comes dashing in for "more copy,"
when we have not a single paragraph to give him.We however rummage over a pile of selections and
communications that have been laid aside for some time, make some clippings from
our exchanges at random, write a few short paragraphs, and weave into them as
much spice as possible, hoping they
will please, if not instruct our readers; and so we fill the hands of our
printers for the day with "copy."We then start out upon the street to transact some very important
business that should have been attended to several days ago.We meet three men at the door as we enter the street, each one of whom,
in his turn, asks us a question in the following order:"Got any dispatches since morning?"-- "Any news from
Vicksburg, and will the Yankees take Wilmington?""Do you think congress will repeal the exemption
act?I believe I'll look round for
a sub.; we'll all have to go
yet."Soon we meet a man on
the street who asks, "when are you going to publish Ben. Hill's speech?You always publish such things in the CONFEDERACY, and I've been looking
for this speech two weeks."We
tell him we will publish it next week.We
have not more than finished this remark when another man, who has come up in the
meantime, says, "That is all I've got agin your paper.You always publish such nonsense as Hill's and Johnson's speeches and the
Supreme Court decision, and the eternal messages of Joe Brown and Jeff. Davis.I never read such things, and I want you to quit publishing them..""By-the-by, has Brown got arry proclamation in to-day?"Soon after dinner persons commence coming in and asking:"Evening paper out yet?""No
sir," we reply."What
time will it be out?""Five
o'clock," we again reply; and these questions are asked and the same answer
given with but few variations, a hundred times a day.Occasionally one will give it a little variety by saying he can't wait,
and then ask if we have "anything good in the paper to-day."These are not the half of our daily troubles, and the most serious and
important of them are not alluded to in this article.Now, under these circumstances if our wife should happen to die, and our
head become a little frosted over, and we should happen to go out among the
girls just for recreation, we hope the dear creatures will remember this recital
of our woes, and not think we are growing old.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 8, 1863, p. 3, c. 4-5
Richmond, Feb. 7-- . . .Cotton goods of every description are swept clean from the market.It is hoped that the Legislature, at its next session, will, in their
wisdom, devise some plan to replenish the stock, for they are much needed.Tobacco is in great demand at improved prices, and sugar in sacks and
barrels ready sale.We notice a
considerable quantity of old bacon put upon the market.
. . . Wood is ten dollars a load--equal to from thirty to forty dollars a cord.This is far more costly, in proportion, than sugar at 60 cents, coffee at
$3 per pound, or yarns at $7 a bunch.When
warm weather comes again, wood can be had for $3 or $4 a load.Demand and supply regulate prices.
. . .Irish potatoes and fresh garden seeds are in great demand.Let us all go to church this morning.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 11, 1863, p. 2, c. 1

A Solemn Warning to the Wives of Soldiers--A Military
Execution.

A few weeks ago a soldier was tried and convicted of the crime of
desertion, and sentenced to be shot.He
was taken to the place of execution, and the preparations being soon completed,
at the word "fire!" he fell a bloody corpse at the hands of his brave
comrades.I was curious to know why he deserted, and I learned that his
wife was the cause.He received a
letter from her full of complaints.Looking
along upon the dark side of the picture, she had magnified her troubles and
sufferings, and earnestly entreated her husband to return home.He became restless, discontented, unhappy.He ceased to take any interest in the discharge of his military duties,
and thought only of how he could get home.--His solemn oath never to desert
troubled him much, and he well knew the crime of deserting had become so
frequent in the army it would be punished with death.In this state of perplexity he drew his wife's letter from his bosom and
read it again, and shutting his eyes to the consequences, he deserted!
and for this crime he suffered a bloody and ignominious death.His wife is now a widow.Tortured
with the thought that her husband was brought to an untimely end by her own
imprudence, she knows no peace of mind.True,
she had been deprived of many of the comforts of life, and had many sore trials,
and anxiously desired the return of her husband, but now she feels that she had
exaggerated her trials and sufferings, and she would give the world to recall
that fatal letter which tempted her husband from his duty.But it is too late; it cannot be recalled, and the grief and agony of
this heart-broken woman are inexpressible.She inconsiderately brought her husband to a dishonorable death and
refuses to be comforted.Wives!mothers!beware
what you write to your sons and husbands in the army.A thoughtless and imprudent letter may lead to discontent, desertion and
death.Our soldiers have toils and
hardships and trials enough of their own to bear, do not burden them with the
history of your troubles and complaints.They
cannot aid you; it does no good; it may do much harm.When you write say nothing, I beseech you, which may embitter their
thoughts, weaken their arms, depress their courage, or tempt them from the path
of patriotic duty to death and dishonor.Encourage
them, cheer their hearts, fire their souls, arouse their patriotism, but do not
disturb and harass their minds with unavailing murmurs and complaints.To our noble hearted women we are indebted for the victories we have won,
and for the unconquerable strength of our armies.They have made many sacrifices and endured many hardships, but they are
ready to do and bear and suffer still more in behalf of their bleeding country.SYDNEY.[Selma Reporter.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 13, 1863, p. 2, c. 4

Look Here.

Wanted
immediately, at our Bakery in Atlanta, four good Candy-Makers four Rollers and
six good Bakers, for which the highest wages will be paid.Jack Bryson & Co.Charleston Courier and Savannah News please copy and send bill to this
office.

Shoe-Makers Wanted.

100
good shoemakers can find employment at the Government Shoe Factory under my
direction at this Post.None but
good hands need apply.--Those furnishing their own tools will have preference.Soldiers desiring to work in this establishment, must procure their own
details from their commanding officers.G. W. Cunningham,Major and Quartermaster.

Southern
Confederate Spelling book,
For the Use of Common Schools.
Copyright Secured.

This
work, which is superior to any Text-Book of the kind now in use, will be shortly
issued from the press.An interest in the right of this Book, can be purchased.For particulars apply toW. P. Hammond, Esq.Alatoona, Georgia.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 17, 1863, p. 2, c. 2

The Last Silver Dollar.
A Parody of The Last Rose of Summer.

'Tis
the last silver dollar,Left shining alone;
All its laughing companionsHave melted and gone.
Not a coin of its kindred,No specie is nigh,
To echo back softlyIts silver sigh.
You must leave me, bright dollar,The last of my few,
Since thy mates have departed,Skedaddle thou too.
Thus, kindly, I send thee,To wander afar
In the sky of shinplasters,A glimmering star.
So soon may I follow,When thou art no more,
And I wreck of starvationOn shinplaster shore
When the purse never jingles,And shiners have flown,
Oh! who could feel wealthyOn pictures alone.H.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 20, 1863, p. 3, c. 2

Sewing Machines!
[illustration]

I
have for sale two fine Shuttle Machines, and one Grover & Baker Machine in
the best of working order.
I am also prepared to thoroughly repair Sewing Machines of all kinds, and make
every description of machine Needles to order.
Apply on Whitehall street, next door to the Ga R R Bank, upstairs.W. D. Young.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 22, 1863, p. 2, c. 5

The Troubles in North-East Georgia.

Clarksville, Feb. 17th, 1863

Messrs. Editors:There is a
statement in your paper of the 11th inst., that I feel should not pass without
correction, because it does great injustice to the noble volunteers from this
portion of the State. . . .We are not disaffected.We are not disloyal.We are
not reconstructionists, but we are for fighting this war through till our
independence is acknowledged, heavily as it bears upon our people, who are
mostly in but moderate circumstances.If
you could pass through our county and see our women ploughing [sic], hoeing,
reaping, &c., &c., you would say that the husbands and sons of such
women could never be subdued by hirelings and thieves. . . .C. H. Sutton.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 22, 1863, p. 3, c. 5

Grand
Firemen and Citizen's
Dress Ball.
A Ball will be given by
Independence Fire Co. No. 4,
At the City Hall,
On Wednesday, Feb. 25th, 1863.
The Proceeds of which will be given to
Charitable Purposes.
Managers.
J. H. Mecaslin, Chief Engineer.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 26, 1863, p. 2, c. 2Camp Itch--A Remedy Therefor.--A gentleman who has had much experience in
the treatment of that loathsome disease, the itch, furnishes the following
recipe for its cure:For the benefit of our soldiers suffering with camp itch, if you think
proper you may publish the following:Take
iodide of potassium 60 grains, lard 2 ounces, mix well, and after washing the
body well with warm soap suds, rub the ointment over the person three times a
week.In seven or eight days the
Acarus, or itch insect, will be destroyed.--In this recipe the horrible effects
of the old sulphur ointment are obviated.Cheap Blacking.--To a tea cup of molasses stir in lampblack until it is
black, then add the white of two eggs, well beaten, and to this add a pint of
vinegar or whiskey, and put it in a bottle for use--shake it before using.The experiment is at least worth a trial, as the price of blacking has so
rapidly advanced since the blockade.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 26, 1863, p. 2, c. 4"I don't remember having seen you before," as the lawyer said
to his conscience.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 27, 1863, p. 1, c. 4"What's in a Name?"--The eloquent Joseph H. Lumpkin, one of the
Judges of the Supreme Court of Georgia, in a recent decision in a divorce case,
in that court says:"Without intending to reflect upon the wife in this case--for I take
it for granted the libellant is to blame--still I warn all plain men against
marrying women by the euphonious names of Dulcinea, Felixina, &c.These melting, mellifluent names will do for novels; but not for every
day life."

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 27, 1863, p. 2, c. 3

Banner Presentation.

To the "Parr Volunteers," (so named in honor of Col. L. J. Parr
of the 88th Georgia Regiment, who lost his left arm in the battle before
Richmond,) by Miss Katie Raymur, of Savannah, Georgia.

SPEECH OF MISS RAYMUR.

Officers
and Soldiers of the "L. J. Parr Volunteers":In the name of Col. Parr, whom you have so much honored, I am here to
present you this flag--the representative of an infant nation, struggling,
panting, and firmly resolved to be free and independent or perish in the effort.This flag, soldiers, has never been borne by our forefathers over land
and sea, as has that of our enemy.Its
stars are new, but it is a legacy bequeathed to us by the expiring breath of
liberty.When infidelity, witchcraft, abolitionism and factions of every kind had
seized the mind of our enemy; when they grew blind to the landmarks of our once
glorious republic; when they ceased to respect the principles for which our
forefathers fought and bled; when they sought to substitute a negro despotism
for the exalted, heaven-bestowed liberty, true freedom began to pine and wane,
until her last expiring breath warned us to "flee the wrath to come,"
and to raise on high our own banner and strike for all that is dear to man.We unfurled this flag, and around it flocked the freemen of this
Confederacy, armed in the cause of right and freedom, appealing to the God of
hosts for the rectitude of our actions.The
soldiers of this Confederacy have determined to stand while _one_ star is left
to glitter upon its sacred folds, and even when the last star becomes dimmer by
the smoke and carnage of the battle field, they will stand while a single thread
is left to float, or remain upon the field dead and cold.Such, soldiers, is the solemn resolve placed upon this flag:"We give our lives to our country,and devote our souls to God."Your name is synonymous with true bravery.Who, that knows the man whose name you bear, does not associate with it
all that is manly and courageous?We
commit to you, with pride and confidence, satisfied, soldiers of the "L. J.
Parr volunteers," this banner, though the Northern hordes with fire and
sword shall seek to pollute its sacred folds, that you will"Foot to foot march forward to meet them--To bloody graves you will gladly greet them"Now, sir, to you, as the organ of these brave volunteers, I entrust this
flag of our nation.And, in behalf of Col. Parr, I present you this flag--baptized by woman's
tears and consecrated by their prayers, she commits to your keeping and bids you"Keep!oh keep the
escutcheon of its honor,Bright as the sun that shines upon it!Wave it through battles unsullied and untorn,Untouched save by Liberty's hand"May the last words of that motto be impressed upon all, and may it be the
praise and boast of this gallant corps.When
this contest is over, and sweet peace spreads its bright wings over this fair
Republic, that those whose lives have not been sacrificed upon their country's
altar shall have"Given their souls to God."
[Lt. Craven's response copied] . . . the inscription upon its folds shall ever
be our motto, "WE GIVE OUR LIVES TO OUR COUNTRY, AND DEVOTE OUR SOULS TO
GOD."

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 28, 1863, p. 2, c. 2

From our Old Correspondent T. D. W.

Camp 3d Ga. Bat. Near Shelbyville,}February 22d, 1863.}
Dear Confederacy:
. . . People at home who occasionally visit their relations here in this army,
return wondering how a soldier can live in such exposure and continual
deprivation of what they term luxuries of life.They little think of the thousands who have not undergone the
ordeal, and scarcely imagine the number that are yet to be subjected to the same
trials.They are astonished that
even a potato can nowhere be found in the large assemblage of messes when they
know that when they left Georgia the hills of this vegetable were as numerous as
the ant hills.They then tell the
soldier that when I left home we were feasting on so and so, and we had this and
that and the other, and the greedy eyes of the veteran opens in amazement, and
the sympathetic saliva flows in streams at the beautiful vision thus brought to
his view."Well, have you any
vinegar in Georgia?" says the votary of beef."Vinegar! thousands of it!" and here the visitor is again
informed that such a thing approximating to the color or taste of acetic acid
has not been seen in this army for several months.To my own knowledge I know soldiers that have offered to pay $5 a quart
for the much coveted article.Day
after day the camp kettle is used for no other purpose than to boil beef, and
probably twice a month in cooking old bacon.It is bread and beef for morning, at noon and at night.Oh!for a cabbage!an
old blue collard, with not a leaf to grace the jointy stem!But give us the sight once more of the nicely polished castors with
vinegar in one, pepper in another, and something approximating in color to
yellow paint in another.You need not trouble yourself with having a clean white table
cloth, for an old ironing quilt, scorched at each corner a little, will suffice
for a man that has lost all recollection as to the appearance of a napkin or a
fly brush.And if you would
frighten the war worn veteran, just have a glass tumbler in the stead of a
Yankee canteen, and if you would not endanger his life, never have chairs of
cane bottom or cushioned fashion at the board.At any rate, if you would see the soldier die of a sudden attack of
appoplexy [sic], brought on it is said by over excitement, or other causes, just for sake of experiment, if he be a single man,
place a rosy cheeked lass at the head where his piping hot coffee is laboring to
relieve itself by emitting the rich perfume through the spout, and anon let her
remark, "Sir, will you have cream and sugar?"Then
again, just opposite sits the sister now and then casting roguish glances of
pride and joy at the returned veteran, whilst her patriotic little heart, full
of the love due her sunny clime goes pit a
pat, and she is eager to give vent to her sentiments of "I so
love a soldier."I will not
wager much on the issue of this trial of a soldiers' courage, but my word for
it, all the Surgeons in the army would fail to stop the rush of blood to the
head, and we would find the verdict of an impartial coroner's jury to be
"died from being brought in contact with the contents of a coffee pot and
electrical sparks emitted from the eyes of a lass that "did so love the
soldier."I will not follow this fond anticipation further, but call
your attention to other subjects.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], February 28, 1863, p. 3, c. 3

To the Women of Georgia.

State of Georgia,Quartermaster General's Office,}Atlanta, Ga., Feb. 10.}Permit me to congratulate you upon the promptness with which you have
answered my appeal for socks for our soldiers.We have already by dint of strenuous effort, forwarded a large shipment
of coats, pants, shirts, drawers, shoes and hats, together with several thousand
pairs of sock, to the 14th, 17th, 21st, 25th, 27th, 51st, and 59th Georgia
Regiments, in charge of Capt. Hood, A.Q.M., C.S.A., and Mr. King, of Forsyth, a
responsible and efficient Agent.Requisitions
are still coming in, reporting barefooted and poorly clad soldiers.Every energy is being exercised to meet demands against us
and I intend to work myself night and day, and if need be, those associated with
me, till every destitute, Georgian is supplied with a good pair of shoes and a
good suit of clothes, at the earliest possible moment.Our other supplies are coming in well, considering the barrenness of the
country in Army supplies, and I am unwilling for the ladies to get behind in the
quantity of socks necessary to accompany the other goods soon to be sent.Let me urge upon the friends of the soldier, to forward to me, all the
socks now at their command, that I may place them, together with other supplies,
as soon as possible, where they are so much needed.Now is a needy time with our troops and I am anxious for continued
blessings to ascend up to Heaven around all our camp fires, pronounced
especially upon our noble Georgia women for their prompt attentions to our brave
defenders.The women of Georgia,
and some from other States, the time considered, and the scarcity of materials
have fully answered my expectations, thus far, for which I sincerely thank them.But calls are just now increasing upon me.Let your responses enable me to meet them.Be active for a few months longer, as you have been so far during the
war.The enemy is virtually
whipped.But the wars are not yet
over.--We must all work for the soldiers a little longer.If we continue united, in heart, hand and endeavor, at home and in the
field, and suffer no reconstructionist to distract or hinder us, in working out
our eternal separation from all our enemies and setting up a homogeneous
Government, based upon the idea that slavery is right and must be protected
wherever the Stars and Bars are signals of Empire, in 12 or 16 months at the
fartherest, we will have our friends (those that survive the struggle) around
our hearthstones, where we can in person attend to their wants.Palsied be the hand, that would attempt to write a settlement, that would
ever again unite us in political union with those who have so cruelly done so
much to subdue us.Ira R. Foster.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 5, 1863, p. 2, c. 5Go it Phelan!--During a recent debate in the Confederate Senate, Mr.
Phelan, of Mississippi, adverted to the fact that he had seen white women, in
"hoopless skirts and broad sun-bonnets," guiding the plow in Southern
fields.He invoked God's blessing
upon such women, and hoped that they would be "mantel ornaments in the
parlors of Paradise."

"Hello mister, whose company do you belong to?"The voice was sharp and proceeded from an old woman in a cabin on the
Shelbyville and Murfreesboro turnpike.Reining
in my horse I informed the old lady that I belonged to company ___, Morgan's
Reg."Well I declare, do you belong to Mr. Morrigan?I'm hearn of him, but I wanted
to know if you had hearn of my son
John.He belongs to Mr. Wheeler's
company, and seeing you belong to the calvery thought you must
know where he was."Informing the old lady that I could give her no information as to the
whereabouts of her son John, I was about to proceed when she halted me again:"Well mister, if you see John, or Bill, or Aleck, or Sammy, tell 'em
I'm well."I asked her who John, Bill, Aleck and Sammy was.Raising her hands in holy horror, she exclaimed:"Why Lor' me, don't you know my boys?Why, I thought every body in the settlement knowed them.Bill he belongs to Mr. Brackenridge's Company; Aleck, he belongs to Mr. Cheatom's Company, and Sammy, he belongs to Mr. Bragg's Company.Informing the old lady that I would deliver her messages to her sons the
first time I met them, I rode on.At
every step I could see the ruins that followed upon the tracks of the infernal
Yankees.Fences destroyed, houses
burned, stables destitute of horses and mules, corn cribs emptied, negro cabins
desolate, beautiful yards and gardens laid waste, hogs, sheep, stock of every
description, all gone; and all this done by whom?By Western troops!troops from Ohio, Indiana, and Illinois--States that some Southern men
advocate taking into an alliance with us!May
my bones lay bleached upon the plains when such an alliance takes place!Talk about New England vandalism!--Of all the low down, mean, thieving,
unprincipled, cruel vandals in this war, Ohio produces the worst.The men in Congress and out of it at home may desire and advocate any
kind of an alliance with such a State as Ohio, will please remain quiet, and
stay home or go to Ohio and stay there; and the soldiers in the field, led on by
their gallant leaders will fight this war through until our complete
independence is won. . .HORSE MARINE.

A
song for Van Gilder!a song for
McGlohon!And Rogers the melody suits!
A song for the builder, bestower, and so on,Of my bonny Confederate Boots.

Wet
footed no longer, I am glad I have got 'em--No logic this statement confutes;
But the straps should be stronger, and smoother the bottoms,*Of my bonny Confederate Boots.

I
can wade through the water, and break through the briar,In the van of our martial pursuits--
I can march in the mortar, and fight in the fire,With my bonny Confederate Boots.

Without
saddle or wheels, I will follow your foes,Overtaking the fugitive brutes;
And I'll stamp with the heels, and I'll kick with the toes,Of my bonny Confederate Boots.

The
envy of office, the rush after riches,No churl to this Chaplain imputes;
But O for a coat, and a new pair of breeches,With my bonny Confederate Boots.

Here
ends my ambition--my militant wants--(And who the position disputes?)
With Freedom's fruition, a whole pair of pants,And a bonny new coat, with my Boots.
----*I broke the straps in pulling them on, and the pegs pricked the soles in
my socks.Headquarters Dep. E. Tenn., March 2, 1862.

Like
angels of mercy, God sent them to cheer us
As travelling o'er the earth, for when they are near us,
Depression grows lighter, while enchanted we view,
In each of these ladies, patriot and true,
Every grace and charm which makes them appear
Shining stars of perfection--angelic and dear.

Our
interest consulting, they have shown a desire
For the success of our arms, since the first gun did fire

To
put down oppression, loud ringing like thunder,
Hot balls, well aimed, rent the Union asunder,
Enrapturing the South--making the Yankees to wonder.

See
them feeding and clothing our soldiers each day,
Organizing societies--for our triumph they pray,
Using money so freely to aid and to cheer us;
They study our interest--all ye mortals now hear us--
How happy we feel when these ladies are near us.

Atlanta,
March 10, 1863.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 15, 1863, p. 2, c. 3

From the Huntsville Advocate, 11th inst.
The Raid Into North Alabama.

Tuscumbia, Ala., Feb. 28, 1863.
Mr. Figures:Below I append an account of the late raid of the abolition hell hounds
into North Alabama.I speak of
things that I know to be so; there are hundreds of instances which I am
compelled to omit, as a full account of the atrocities committed would take up
the whole, if not more of the available space of the Advocate.. . . After returning from the pursuit, the enemy camped in and around
the public square, tore the fencing from around fine private residences for fire
wood, picketed their horses in the front yards among flowers and shrubbery.The Yankee commander took up his quarters in the fine residence of Dr. L.
C. Chisholm; his officers broke open
closets and pantries and helped themselves.Every corn crib and smoke house in the neighborhood was
forced open, the camp was strewn with flour, bacon, preserve and pickle jars,
ladies' dress, infants' clothing, and every imaginable kind of plunder.Before morning nearly every residence in town had been gutted, ladies
pulled out of bed and searched, money, watches, plate, jewelry, forcibly taken;
as fast as one set would leave a house another would come in, and the same
search gone over with.Officers vied with privates; every one seemed to be trying to
act worse than his predecessor.The
male citizens, if they remonstrated, were hurried to prison.The churches were vilely polluted, organs smashed, carpets torn up, and
the flag of the "best government the world ever saw" hoisted in
triumph over the church steeple.Now
these things were not the work of a few; all were at it.Col. Cornyn, upon being remonstrated with for allowing such things,
replied, "I don't care a damn
what my men do."The vilest
gestures and language were used towards ladies; acts were committed which I
cannot shock your readers by mentioning.You
have had Mitchel and Turchin with you; compared to Cornyn and his set, they were
angels.This Florence Cornyn is
from St. Louis.He was a physician
by profession, and I am told by persons who know him in civil life, that he
passed for a gentleman.He has made
a name in the annals of licentiousness more damnable than that of Butler.Wednesday morning, after the commander had let his men get all the money
and valuables in the town, by the knock down and drag out method, he played
another game, his last and biggest trump.Here
it is, a fac simile of several that were served upon citizens of the town and
neighborhood:H'D'Qs 1st Brigade,
} Maj. Gen. F. P. Blair's Division,}Tuscumbia, Ala., Feb. 23, 1863.
Edict 1st.The United States Government having ordered assessments to be made on the
wealthy citizens of the States now in rebellion against said Government, I have
ordered an assessment upon your property to the amount of _____ dollars, payable
immediately.You are, therefore, commanded to pay over to Maj. W. H. Lusk, Paymaster
of this Brigade, the above sum, or the same will be collected from you at the
sacrifice of your property.Florence M. Cornyn,Col. 10th Missouri Cav., Cm'd'g Brigade.The lowest assessment that I have heard of under this edict, was $500,
the highest $5,000.One gentleman,
Mr. William Warren, for failing to pay his assessment, was carried off.I should have mentioned before that all the stores in town were entered,
and what the devils did not want they threw out in the muddy streets.To our inexpressible relief the scoundrels left town on Wednesday after
noon, taking with them about fifty bales of cotton, all the mules and horses
they could find, and as many negroes as they could force off, about sixty in
all.They took the plantation teams
to haul their cotton.Owing to the
bad roads they left 14 bales of cotton between town and the mountain, and I
understand they were compelled to leave much more further on, which they burnt.
. . .N.A.M.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 15, 1863, p. 3, c. 5

Auction.

On Thursday, March 19th, 1863 at their store, No. 46, Market
street, commencing at 10 o'clock,

by
Olcott & Davis,
Auctioneers,
Montgomery, ---Ala.
A large stock of
White Granite Ware,
Consisting of

It is not with a spirit of fault-finding that I would call the attention
of Quartermasters, and others entrusted with the making of soldiers' clothing,
to a few, to them small matters, but of much inconvenience to us.Nearly all the clothing that we get from the Quartermasters' departments
is almost worthless, because the sewing is sorrily done.Not one garment in ten will not last a week without being made over.This is especially the case with shirts and drawers.It is nothing uncommon for a man to find his new
drawers after the first day's wear in four pieces.--If government officials
do not know when sewing is properly done, let them employ some one who does, and
if they cannot do this get out of the way and let our wives, mothers, and
sisters have the material; for they know how to make two pieces of cloth stay
together.Patriotic ladies who are engaged in making clothing, remember that you
can benefit the soldier more by making one garment well than a dozen shabbily.Cavalier.
Middletown, Tenn., March 15th, 1862 [sic?]

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 19, 1863, p. 3, c. 1

Crinoline Imitations of the Habits of Certain
Officials.

Yesterday morning some fifteen or twenty women, residents of this city,
all decently and some even well dressed--wearing golden earbobs and
breastpins--collected and went around the city to a number of our grocery
merchants and "seized" certain articles of provisions--bacon at one
place, meal at another, vegetables at another, &c., &c.They did not plead poverty, or pressing want, or solicit donations or
anything of the kind.They had
money, and said they had employment making clothes for the government, by which
they could make money, but refused to give the common prices of the articles
they wanted; therefore, they had collected in a body and were going round seizing what they wanted and paying whatever prices they thought
proper.Whatever may be said of the conduct of these ladies on its merits, we
have this to say.It is but an
imitation of many illustrious examples which men in high position have set them.Gov. Brown commenced it by seizing salt and fixing a price
upon it, precisely as these women did yesterday; and the officials of the
Confederate Government, high and low, have been doing the same in Virginia,
Georgia, Mississippi and Texas.Now these women have just as much right to seize the property of others
and fix a price upon it, paying that and no more, as Gov. Brown, or General
Bragg or General Permberton [sic] or Captain--anybody, and their necessities, we
venture, are as great as in any case of seizure that has yet been made, where an
arbitrary price has been fixed by the seizer.Is it any wonder that people become imbued with a spirit of lawlessness
with such examples set before them?But mark the difference.In
the one case this robbery has been tolerated--submitted
to by the sufferers, owing to their patriotism--not wishing to resist what might
appear to some to be a patriotic duty
to submit to, or what might be enforced at the point of the bayonet; but the
police were set upon these women who quickly dispersed them.So the world wags.

SOUTHERN CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 20, 1863, p. 3, c. 4

More of Those Women.

Day before yesterday, on the seizing of groceries by the women, Marshal
Williford requested the parties to desist and go home.--He further asked them to
come back to him next day (yesterday), at 10 o'clock, and that he would, in the
meantime, make every effort to obtain something to relieve their necessities.Accordingly, yesterday, quite a number of them met him at the appointed
time.He had collected by voluntary
contributions from a number of our citizens about $500.He required all of them asking assistance to register their names and
residence.In surveying the crowd, he discovered a few who were really
needy and worthy objects of charity.Others
were notoriously bad characters, and some were represented by persons who were
present to be the wives of men not in the army, and in comfortable
circumstances.Marshal Williford here stated that he would hold on to what funds he had,
and raise more until Saturday; and that in the meantime they and any others who
were needy, could continue to register their names and give him satisfactory
evidence of the justice of their claims; and that by this means he could protect
himself and the contributors from being imposed upon by those who were unworthy,
and be able to give the greater relief to those who were in need and were really
worthy and deserving.We think these women had better desist, and not imitate the example of
Gov. Brown and a few Confederate officers, and some men who have made seizures,
pretending to be officers.They had
better not violently take the property of others.If they are needy, their best way is to make their wants known, and we
venture that they will always be promptly provided for.Let the Governor, government agents, and the women all, pause and
reflect.Whither are we drifting?Shall we have any law and order, or any respect for private or personal
rights and individual immunities?or
shall we resolve the whole country into a giant mob, and the biggest dog carry
off the bone?

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 20, 1863, p. 3, c. 5

The Women's Seizures.

We have been unable to find out the extent of the seizures by the women
or all the names of the persons whose goods they seized.It was reported that they had extensively appropriated the goods of Mr.
Edwards, but we learn that the report is incorrect.Nothing was taken by them at his store.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 21, 1863, p. 3, c. 2

"She Layeth Her Hands to the Spindle, Her Hands
Hold the Distaff."

Thus spoke the wise King of Israel, thousands of years ago, of a virtuous
woman.The picture he drew had doubtless many originals, even among
the wealthy of his day.But
gradually in the progress of time they disappeared, and woman, once the slave,
then the helpmate, finally became the doll and plaything of the lords of
creation. . .Most people will sing to think of the good
old times--as if all old time manners and ways were necessarily good; which
does not follow as a natural sequence at all.But, thanks to the war, we see again some of the good old customs of
Solomon's day revived.The women of
the Confederate States--and no heroines of song or story outshine their peerless
character--are giving heed to the things which make for the welfare of the army
and the country.The rich are
looking after their servants and directing their work--the making of cotton and
woolen cloth.It is become the
pride of the country matron, and even of the young ladies too.In almost every country place, and in the small towns and villages, we
hear on every side the homely but not unpleasant whir of the spinning wheel, and
the click and thud of the hand-loom.The
fairest and the daintiest of the land are learning the mysteries of days [dyes]
and cilor [color] setting and of warp and weit [weft].Scarlet and purple are an every day theme.It is a prodigious fashion, and what is more, a good fashion.We hope to see more still follow it.It should be a glory to a young lady in these times, not only to wear a
homespun dress, but to be able to spin and weave it.All honor we say to the music of the spinning wheel, and especially to
those who learn that while not forgetting their piano.They are fit to be the wives of heroes.--Augusta Constitutionalist.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 24, 1863, p. 2, c. 3

Atlanta Correspondence of the Charleston Courier.

Atlanta, Ga., March 7, 1863.I scarcely know how to commence a letter from this busiest of all busy
cities of railroads, whence countless iron tracks branch from and connect with
all parts of our glorious young Confederacy. . . The principal street
(Whitehall) displays stores which vie with those of Charleston in their space
and polite attendants, and in quiet times the market was as reasonable as
attractive.Now, of course, there
is but a scarcity of necessaries in the dry goods department, and the pretty
refugees and fair Georgians shake their disconsolate heads, as with a peculiar
smile the clerk whispers, "Quite out of all these, Madam." . . .
[there follows an *excellent* description of pre-Sherman Atlanta!!--VB]First impressions of Atlanta are not at all favorable; for, to a
stranger, and especially a refugee, to whom congenial society is so acceptable,
the bustle and whirl of business speak of naught but gold, gold, gold! . . . A
favorite walk of the ladies is the sunrise promenade down to the Mineral Spring.The water is said to be very beneficial to those suffering from debility
and dyspepsia.The component parts
are magnesia, iron and soda. . . .Society
in Atlanta is unique, but agreeable, made up of a sort of Mosaic of many shades
of caste and kind.The refugees
form a pleasant addition, and the Government officers stationed here furnish
famous cavaliers for the winning belles.A
few months ago and the pretty Puritans raised their white hands, and frowned
from their pretty brows at the mere idea
of dancing; indeed one of the fairest Georgians affirmed that she would not, at
such a time, attend a soiree dansante; but the musical parties soon merged into
"hops," and gay quadrilles replaced the dignified "sonata,"
or monopolizing "reverie."Several
very pleasant parties have awakened us from the long serious train of reflection
which was beginning to pervade even the gayest; in fact, I cannot but think that
these innocent reunions always serve to lighten and alleviate the gravity which
the serious responsibilities of the present must tend to impress each heart
with.Among the pleasantest of so
many successful parties was one given at the "Anchorage," as the
bachelor home of the Navy Department is called.The rooms were very tastefully draped with flags, and Lieut.
Robbins, of New Orleans, and John McPherson, of Charleston, played hosts to
perfection.They certainly
understood the art of entertaining, for each guest as they departed blessed the
gay young bachelors who so delightfully entertained them.Our old friend Geo. McGinley, formerly so obliging in his
department at the "Mills House" in Charleston, has entertained the
Georgians with two very charming "hops" at the "Trout
House."--This is the best hotel for permanent boarders in Atlanta, has been
lately renovated and repaired.It
is well patronized, and none fail to like the polite and thoughtful host, so
anxious for the comfort of his guests.The
"Atlanta Hotel," under the charge of Dr. Thompson, has an old
reputation, and the constant stream of transient boarders writes a very
satisfactory account for the wealthy proprietor The "Washington Hall,"
is also a good hotel, near the "Car Shed," where the table
d'hote proves quite equal to the wants of the boarders.Near the "Washington Hall" we turn down Washington street,
where the principle churches are situated.Decidedly the best filled pulpit in Atlanta is the Baptist, a very pretty
church, under the pastoral charge of the Rev. Dr. Brantly, a son of the loved
minister of the first Baptist Church in Charleston.All who listen to his terse and well written sermons come away well
pleased, and weekly crowds attest his popularity, not only as a pastor, but as a
friend.The Presbyterian has a fine
organ, and is the prettiest church in Atlanta.The Episcopal has but a small congregation, and is decidedly the poorest
church of that denomination that I have ever seen.Its only attraction here is that sublime ritual, which, when
poorly read never fails in binding the heart and soul beneath that spell which
the simple form and eloquent purity of the Church of England ever throws around
its worshippers.--The Catholics have also a neat, tasteful little chapel, and
near that is the pretty residence of Mr. George Gibbon, of Charleston.
. . . Near the spacious Car Shed, at the suggestion of Gen. Johnston, a fine
"Soldiers' Rest" has been erected.It is built of wood, in a circle, with neat little beds arranged around;
and here, instead of lying on the floor of the Car Shed as formerly, the sick
soldiers are removed immediately on their arrival, to await distribution to the
different hospitals, of which there are a great many in successful operation,
containing now only 1,400 sick and wounded, a considerable decrease from the
immense crowds of a month ago. . . . Aliene.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], March 24, 1863, p. 3, c. 4

The Needy Women of the City.

Yesterday afternoon Marshal Williford called at our office and exhibited
to us a list of 233 names of women whose male relations are in the war, who had
come forward and registered their names as they were invited to do.Marshal Williford had divided between them the sum of $1132 50 which he
had collected by voluntary contributions from our citizens.He could point out no name on this list who was not worthy of any
donation that charity might prompt.This
list is not composed of the seizers who were helping themselves last
Wednesday.The Marshal further informed us that he had ascertained that the tall
female with determination in her eye, and who had elicited so much sympathy as
the "boss" of the seizing crowd, is the wife of a shoe-maker in this
city who had not been to the army and is receiving very high wages for his
labor, and in comfortable circumstances; and further, that none of the
ringleaders of that crowd would give their names, or was, from all he could
learn, worthy of participating in the fund he had raised.The marshal further says that we have many poor women in the city who
need liberal charity.The majority
of them work hard but do not earn enough to meet their necessary wants.When we remember that Fulton county has sent over 4000 men to the army,
this list is small and has the strongest claims upon those who are able to
contribute to their wants.The State the County and the city authorities made liberal appropriations
to meet the wants of the families and of all persons who are not able to make a
support.Some who are entitled to
the benefits of these donations have not let their wants be we well known as
they should; and we here say, that if the wives, mothers, or female relatives of
our soldiers are needy and will only let their wants be known--if they will go
to the Clerk of the Council and register their names and place of residence
their wants will be supplied.We
say here what we know, that there are
no [illegible--1 word] men in Atlanta who will not cheerfully divide
[illegible--2 words?] with the families of soldiers [illegible--2 words?]There is no need of any woman--no matter who nor what her condition,
seizing a few articles from poor shop keepers who sell by retail, whose profits
are small, and who have families to support.Let them come openly to the proper officers and make their wants known,
and we venture that by this sensible course all their wants will be supplied at
once and cheerfully, by State, county and city authorities, as well as by
private charity.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 2, 1863, p. 2, c. 4A Female Aid-De-Camp.--The Baltimore Clipper says Antonia J. Ford was the
principal spy and guide for Capt. Mosby in his recent raid on Fairfax Court
House, and aided in planning the arrest of Gen. Slaughter, Wyndham and others.She was arrested and brought to the Old Capitol Prison, on
Sunday last, with $1,000 Confederate money on her person.The following is a copy of her commission:To all whom it may concern:Know
ye that, reposing special confidence in the patriotism, fidelity and ability of
Antonia J. Ford, I, J. E. B. Stuart, by virtue of power vested in me as
Brigadier General, Provisional Army Confederate States, hereby appoint and
commission her my Honorable Aid de Camp, to rank as such from this date.She will be obeyed, respected and admired
by all lovers of a noble nature.Given under my hand and seal, Headquarters Cavalry Brigade, at Camp
Beverly, 7th October, 1861, and first year of our Independence.J. E. B. Stuart.By the General:L.T. Bryan, A.A.G.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 4, 1863, p. 2, c. 4Unauthorized Seizures.--There was some little excitement in town
yesterday in consequence of a small group of feminine seizers, some of whom
undertook to replenish their stock of dry goods by a descent upon a pile of
calico.The proceedings, however,
were not conducted with much vigor and determination, and no harm was done as
far as we are advised.--Macon Telegraph, 2nd inst.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 7, 1863, p. 2, c. 1

Editorial Correspondence.

Augusta, Ga., April, 1863.
. . .I found some excitement at Dearing in Columbia county, on the Georgia Road,
in consequence of a female fight, or woman's war, near that place.It appears that some women whose husbands are in the army, got into a
quarrel on account of their children fighting, and all happening together a few
days ago a severe battle ensued with stones, sticks, clubs, hoe-helves,
field-rakes, fence-rails, tongues, teeth, toes, fists and claws.Only one however was seriously damaged.She was severely battered by a number of well supplied blows with a
field-rake, in the hands of a neighbor woman of masculine size, strength,
courage and pugilistic qualities generally.Warrants were issued against four of them.The sheriff was after them on Friday, and a preliminary examination was
to be had at Dearing to-day.I learn that these women reside in a "dark corner" of Columbia
county where fightings, quarrellings, lawsuits and prosecutions, are quite
common.I was told that a large
number of commitments were returned to each Superior Court, but that most of
them were always made up a week or two before the meeting of the Court, and that
for some cause, those which came up in Court were thrown out by the Judge. . . .Time would fail me to record half the amusing incidents, lawsuits and
fisticuffs related to me, as illustrative of the state of society in this
particular portion of Columbia county. . . .The burning of the Bath Mills near this city is a very great calamity.It supplied the press here and a portion at Charleston and Savannah.I find the publishers here fear that they will be compelled to suspend.I hope they will not be reduced to such straits, but that by some means
they will procure a supply and be able to continue their regular issues.J.H.S.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 9, 1863, p. 2, c. 4

The Farmers' Girl.

The following is applicable in other sections besides New Jersey.I am a farmer, and so was my father before me.I have not followed in his footsteps in the way of managing the farm,
because I have taken agricultural papers and have learned much that was not his
to know; and what's more, the railroad has come within three miles of me, so
that the old farm upon which my father toiled many years is worth five times
what it was in his day.I am not
one of the kind of men who croak and grumble about old times.I enjoy modern times, and would not give up my machines, and go back to
the old way of doing things by hand for any money.I often wonder if my father can look down from Heaven, and
see the mowers and reapers fly over the old places where he toiled and sweated.I cannot help chuckling to myself, as I sit in my sulky, and ride over
the old familiar places, cutting down the grass, and raking it up again, like a
half-a-dozen men; to think my boys can go to school all the year round, and
never suffer from the want of learning, as I do even to this day.My wife is up to the times, too, and likes to give her family a good
chance in the world.She is a good
manager, rising early, and rising to some purpose.I owe half of my prosperity to her help and counsel.My boys are growing up healthy, sensible young fellows.The two oldest harness up the old mare and go to the academy, three miles
off, and except a little while during hay and harvest, they do not lose a day
all the year round.The only thing that troubles me is my daughters.--Nancy, the
oldest, is a fine, handsome, smart girl of nineteen.She went to the district school till she was sixteen, and
then she had learned all there was to learn there.So we concluded to send her to Mr. [sic?] Drake's Seminary, about fifty
miles off.She did get along there
amazingly.In two years she had
learned a pile, and besides, had painted beautiful pictures enough to cover our
walls, (though I must confess, I suspect her teacher gave her a lift at that now
and then.)She could sing equal to
our parson's wife, and can start the tunes in meeting when the Squire's away.She knew the French for everything around the house, and understood
botany, chemistry, natural philosophy, and more than I could mention.While she was at Mrs. Drake's she only came home at fall and spring
vacations, and then was so busy sewing and getting ready to go back again, that
her mother did not think it worth while to set her to work.Well last spring she came home for good, and a joyful day it was for me.I felt happy to think I had a daughter who had a good education in her
head, and spry and healthy hands to work.But,
Mr. Editor, she is a spoiled girl, for aught I can see, but her mother thinks
she will come to after a while.She can't bear to see me in my shirt sleeves, no matter how clean and
white, but insists upon my wearing a linen duster, for she has learned that
"it is disgusting to eat with a man in his shirt-sleeves."She is right down ashamed of her mother's hands because they show that
she has been a hard-working woman all her life.--Our home-made striped carpets
that have always been my pride, are "not fit to be seen."--She won't
let Bob or Dick run about barefooted, for she says they look like beggars.--She
has written their names in the spelling books Bobbie and Dickie, and written
her's Nancie Smythe.She says she
would rather not eat with servants--that is our hired man and woman, who have
lived with us six years, and were born and raised on the next farm.It makes her sick to smell pork and cabbage.She has not forgotten how to milk, but if any body rides by when she is
milking, she gets behind the cow and hides her head, as if she was stealing the
milk.I have stood these things
without saying much until last Sunday; when she insisted upon our hired people
sitting up in the gallery, because we needed all our pew room.I hired two pews, to have room for all.I knew she expected two boarding school misses to make a visit, and was
planning to get our men-folks out of sight.I bolted out at this, and had a regular blow-up, and told Nancy she was
getting too big feeling entirely for a farmer's daughter.She staid at home from church and cried all day.I hate crying women more than a long drought, so I shan't scold her
again.I don't want to be hard on
the girl, but what am I to do?I am
willing to let her feed the chickens in gloves, and spell all our names wrong,
and I'd just as lief have the boys wear shoes; but when it comes to overturning
everything, and being ashamed of her father, mother, and home, I am discouraged.I have bought her a piano, and let her learn music for two years, for she
is naturally musical.She came near fainting one night when the Squire's son, just
out of college, and a whiskered chap from the city was here, because I said:"Come, Nance, give us a tune on the piany."I saw something was wrong, but could not guess what, for I had on my
duster, and wasn't tippling my chair back, (a "vulgar trick," Nancy
calls it.)The next day my wife told me what was to pay.I must say I like my old fashioned way of pronouncing as well as her new
fashioned way of spelling.And only
this morning, after breakfast, when her ma told her to shake the table-cloth,
what does she do, but take it away through the long hall and out the back door,
for fear some one would see her shake it in the same place where she had for ten
years.I've got a new boughten
carpet for the parlor, and now she wants the front windows cut down to the
floor.Yesterday she came to me to know if she might "teach district
school?""No," said I, "why do you want to teach?I am able to keep six girls like you, if I had them.No, I can't think of you teaching."Upon this she began to cry again, and I can't stand woman's tears, so I
said, "teach," and she is going to teach all Winter and Summer, in a
little bit of a school house, not as good as my pig house, for fear she will get
tanned and freckled, and spoil her hands helping her mother.Now, Mr. Editor, I have given up Nancy, but I have three fine girls
growing up.I am able and willing
to give them all a good education, for I believe in it, in spite of the dreadful
blunder I have made.I would like to know if you can tell us of any place where a
farmer's daughter can get a good education and not lose her senses.I can't stand it; to have our other girls get too big for our old
fashioned farm house; I want them sensible, well-informed women, but I set down
my foot against having them all turn school teachers,.--John Smith in Newark
Advertiser.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 10, 1863, p. 1, c.3-4

Correspondence of the Richmond Sentinel.
A Few Days in Georgia--Spent in Atlanta and Columbus.

Columbus, Ga., March 21.
Messrs. Editors:Atlanta is one of the most thriving and enterprising cities in the
Confederacy, and its eligible situation promises to make it one of our most
important. . . .Ten years ago it was but a village.It now numbers 18,000 inhabitants, and everything about it indicates
prosperity.The war even has not
stopped its growth.New houses are
being erected, and there is an activity rarely seen elsewhere at present.Its public buildings are large and substantial.The streets wide and spacious.The war has not changed the habits of these people much.In fact, Georgia has suffered less from the war than any State in the
Confederacy.The contrast between
this and Virginia is wonderful.In
Atlanta and Macon the ladies dress as in times of peace, have an abundance of
fine clothes, and ride in fine carriages, drawn by fat, sleek horses.Fine bonnets and silk dresses are as thick as blackberries.Homespun by the city ladies is not much worn.It is not becoming, they say, and gives them rather a plebeian
appearance.Their example, were
they to dress in homespun, would certainly have a very salutary effect.It would beget habits of economy in all classes, and make people more
self-reliant, contented and happy. . . .Columbus is considered the Lowell of the South.It contains 8,000 inhabitants, and it is situated on the banks of the
Chattahoochee, at the head of navigation.It
has several large factories, and its people busily engaged in trade and
manufacturing.Many women find
employment in this city in sewing for the Government.Its population, generally, has the appearance of a laboring people--those
of Atlanta, a trading people--and those of Macon, a refined, social people, who
enjoy "otium cum dignitate." . . .. . . On yesterday we took a stroll in a cemetery of this city (Columbus)
and there found the enclosures filled with most fragrant and beautiful flowers.Many graves were handsomely decorated with flowers, with sea
shells or pure white pebbles placed in the form of a cross; over others were
wire baskets hanging, filled with freshly gathered flowers.On white marble monuments were tastily entwined beautiful running roses,
jessamine and ivy.How well calculated is such scenery in so sacred place to
develop "The True, The Beautiful and the Good" of our nature, and how
indicative of a cultivated christianity.
. . . Here chickory [sic] is used as a substitute for coffee.Rice is mixed up with flour and corn meal.It is put into biscuits, batter cakes, hominy, &c.Sweet potatoes are in great abundance, therefore they are eaten at all
meals. . . . And the signs over the grog shops of this city are in good taste,
viz:The Smile, The Pleasant House,
&c. . . .Viator.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 12, 1863, p. 3, c. 3Substitute for the Weed.--The Lynchburg Republican says, on the authority
of a letter from North Carolina, that when a person applies for chewing tobacco,
at some of the stores in that State, the answer is "No, but I've got the
best chewing rosum (rosin) you ever seed."The soldiers down there are learning to chew "rosum" instead of
"backer."

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 16, 1863, p. 2, c. 2

Rioting Women.

These riots appear to have been simultaneous at this place, Columbus, and
Augusta.It is a proconcerted [sic?] movement among very wicked and
ignorant women, generally instigated thereto and led on by some rascally
individual who aims at plunder and robbery.These bad men and women received their first lessons from
those high officials who set the example of lawlessness by appropriating what
did not belong to them without any necessity for it.This is the prime instigation of these riots.These officials have sown to the wind and are now reaping the
whirlwind.Let all unlawful
seizures and robberies hereafter, whether perpetrated by officials or by their
imitators in crinoline, be summarily and severely punished.The riot here had women engaged in it collected from four counties--only
three of whom were residents of this city, as I am informed.--The women seizers
at Columbus and Augusta were like those there.They aimed at finery and not at something to eat.The man who planned, instigated and perfected, and led on the villainy in
this place is in jail for inciting a riot.Let him suffer.In all the
crowd, I learn there was but one soldier's wife.Good women are never caught in such disgraceful and dishonest scrapes. .
. .J.H.S.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], April 17, 1863, p. 3, c. 1"C-L-O-S-E UP," shouted a cavalry officer friend of ours the
other day to his straggling followers.Little white headed girl on the road side, lifting her petticoats above
her knees."Captain is this high enough?"

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 1, 1863, p. 4, c. 5

The Young Widow

She
is modest, she is bashful,Free and easy, but not bold--
Like an apple, ripe and mellow,Not too young, and not too old.
Half inviting, half repulsing,Now advancing, and now shy,
There is mischief in her dimple,There is danger in her eye.

She
has studied human nature,She is schooled in all her arts,
She has taken her diplomaAnd the mistress of all hearts
She can tell the very momentWhen to sigh and when to smile;
Oh! a maid is sometimes charming,But a widow all the while.

You
are sad?how very seriousWill her handsome face become;
Are you angry?she is wretched,Lonely, friendless, tearful, dumb.
Are you mirthful?how her laughter,Silver sounding, will ring out;
She can lure and catch, and play youAs the angler does the trout.

Ye
old bachelors of fortyWho have grown so bold and wise,
Young Americans of twenty,With your lovelooks in your eyes,
You may practice all the lessonsTaught by Cupid since the fall,
But I know a little widow,Who could win and fool you all.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 3, 1863, p. 4, c. 3

Correspondence from the Backwood of Mississippi.

Breeze Hill, Miss., April 23d, 1863.
. . . Mississippi does not intend to remain always behind in domestic
manufactures; a good many of her planters are even now preparing to make rope
and cotton bagging out of poplar bark.Wahoo, is also an excellent substitute for tow, and can be
found on Flint river, and in other localities in Georgia.The ladies here plait and make very nice straw and Palmetto hats and
reticules.One lady has furnished fiddle strings for her musical friend,
made out of her own hair. . . .Since the Hon. Mr. Phelan, M. C. from this State, expressed his unbounded
admiration of women plowing in the fields, the plowing women have become so
proud, they refuse to speak to the non-plowers.If Mr. P. in company with a party of Richmond ladies, were passing a corn
field in which several women were at their plows, do you think he
would think of lifting his hat to them?Bless you, no:He would be too deeply absorbed in contemplating the beauties
of some wild woodland scenery in the opposite direction to notice the rustic
objects of his former admiration; objects admired only when "distance lends
enchantment to the view."I
think the sight should rather call forth one's pity, to see women doing men's
work. . . . Jay Bee.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 8, 1863, p. 1, c. 3-4

Rome, Ga., May 5, 1863.

Editorial Correspondence.
Forrest's Great Chase and Capture of the Yankees.

. .
. At Black Creek, a very deep, rapid stream, beyond Gadsden, they burned the
bridge and planted their artillery to prevent Forrest from getting any further.Upon reaching it, he found he could not ford it.This was the first serious obstacle in the way of the intrepid rebels.At this moment a beautiful young girl came out to the road
from a house close by, her countenance radiant with patriotic enthusiasm, and
addressed the General thus: "Ride
up, General, to this log.Let me
get up behind you.I can soon show
you a ford where you can cross, just above the bridge."The General obeyed
orders; the young girl leaped up behind him, and they were about to proceed,
when her mother came out and said:"Stop,
Anna; people may talk about you."--"I must go, mother," she
replied; "I am not afraid to trust myself anywhere with as brave a man as
Gen. Forrest.Southern men always
protect the innocent and helpless."The General with his new pilot dashed off through the woods, over logs,
brush, &c., and in a few moments struck the path leading to the ford.Arriving there, he discovered that the enemy had already sent a few to
guard the ford."Get down
General," said the girl, "and walk behind me; they will not shoot
while I am before you.""No,"
said the General; "I am willing to make a guide, but not a battery, of a
young lady."The command with their guns soon came up, when a few shells drove off the
guard. . . .

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 8, 1863, p. 4, c. 3From Texas.--The Fort Brown Flag of March 20th gives a detailed account
of the capture and release of the renegade Judge Davis.A party of Texas Rangers crossed the Rio Grand, surrounded the house in
which Davis and Montgomery were lodged in company with a number of renegades,
which at first showed fight, but they soon ran over the sandhills losing three
men killed and some wounded.Montgomery
and Davis were brought over to the Texas side.Montgomery is said to have been hung immediately after he was landed.The Mexican authorities acted very promptly and very calmly.Governor Lopez simply made a demand for the surrender of the captured
individuals, and as soon as General Bee could obtain possession ofDavis he returned him to the Mexican authorities.

Oh!yes, I am a Southern girl,And glory in the name,
And boast it with far greater prideThan glittering wealth or fame.
I envy not the Northern girlHer robes of beauty rare;
Though diamonds grace her snowy neck,And pearls bedeck her hair.

Chorus.

Hurrah!hurrah!for the sunny South so dear;Three cheers for the homespun dressThe Southern ladies wear.

This
homespun dress is plain, I know--My hat's Palmetto, too--
But then it shows what Southern girlsFor Southern rights will do.
We've sent the bravest of our landTo battle with the foe,
And we would lend a helping hand;We love the South, you know.

Now,
Northern goods are out of date,And since Old Abe's blockade,
We Southern girls can be contentWith goods that Southern made.
We scorn to wear a bit of silk,A bit of Northern lace,
But make our homespun dresses upAnd wear them with much grace.

Our
Southern land is a glorious land,And hers a glorious cause;
So here's three cheers for Southern rights,And for the Southern boys.
We've sent our sweethearts to the war;But, dear girls, never mind,
Your soldier lad will not forgetThe girl he left behind.

A
soldier is the lad for me--A brave heart I adore--
And when the sunny South is free,And fighting is no more,
I'll choose me then a lover braveFrom out that gallant band;
The soldier lad that I love mostShall have my heart and hand

And
now young men, a word to you;If you would win the fair,
Go to the field where honor calls,And win your lady there.
Remember that our brightest smilesAre for the true and brave,
And that our tears fall for the oneThat fills a soldier's grave.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 12, 1863, p. 1, c. 1

Duties of Those at Home to the Soldiers in the Field.

We invite the special attention of everybody at home to the letter of our
special correspondent J. H. H., from Estell Springs, in to-day's
paper--particularly to that portion of it in reference to writing letters to
soldiers in the field.We ought to write to our friends and relatives in the army and write to
them often.--But we should also be careful what we write to them.Wives, mothers, daughters, and friends should not write them anything
that would give them pain.Write to
them everything that is pleasant:tell
them all the news of the country--all about the crops, the neighborhood gossip,
the old church they used to visit, who goes there, the new pastor, who is born,
got married or died, the number of chickens and pigs you are raising, and all
such little things about home and neighborhood affairs as will be interesting
and satisfactory to your brave loved ones in the field; but don't write to them
any thing unpleasant--anything they can't mend.They are in the field fighting to keep back the foe.They have enough there to tax all their faculties in the way of
thoughtfulness and deep concern.They
should not have any of the unpleasantness which those at home experience thrust
upon them to bear in addition to their troubles, trials, and hardships in camp.Always write them cheerful or amusing letters, and bear patiently your
ills and troubles at home till the war is over.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 15, 1863, p. 4, c. 1

Rye Straw for Braiding.--A writer in the Edgefield "Advertiser"
gives the following directions for preparing rye straw for braiding:The rye must be cut while in bloom.--Cut as carefully as possible to
prevent breaking, early in the morning, and bundle immediately, before the sun
has much power on it.It must then
be taken to a kettle of boiling water, and each bundle steeped three minutes,
and then open the bundle and spread out to dry and bleach, a clear sun being
almost indispensable to fine color.After
it becomes properly dried, put it into a bundle again to be kept in a dry place,
where the dust cannot soil it.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 16, 1863, p. 4, c. 3Blacking from China Berries.--The Columbus Sun recommends its readers to
preserve the following recipe:If you want good blacking, take a half bushel of China berries, and
having them well picked from the stems, put into a kettle, and add three gallons
of water; boil down to one gallon, then strain the liquor, through a sieve, from
the seed and skins, and add as much pine wood (the richer the better) soot as
will make a good black, and it is ready for use.A pint of good, or a quart of weak vinegar, (or stale beer,) first mixed
with the soot will make it better, and if you add the whole of one egg to half a
gallon of the liquor it will be best and equal to any Yankee blacking.This blacking costs little besides trouble; and we have seen boots
cleaned with it inferior to none in gloss, and it will not soil a white
handkerchief.Let is stand several
days before you bottle it off.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 17, 1863, p. 1, c. 2-4

Our Special Correspondence from Forrest's Command

Decatur, Ala., May 12, 1863.
. . .In three miles of Gadsden we came upon them while burning the bridge over
Black Creek, and engaged them a short time, with no decisive results.You will excuse an interruption in my narrative to relate an interesting
episode in the story of our travels.Seeing
that the bridge was burnt, it was desirable to find both a ford and a favorable
position to observe the movements of the Yankees.A young heroine, Miss Emma Sansom, proposed to be the guide if a horse
could be furnished her, for, said she, they have just captured mine.Gen. Forrest replied that his would "carry double," and
proposed that she should mount behind him, which she did without any undue
girlish reserve, and in a few moments we were across the stream, to pronounce a
blessing on the fair pilot who had rendered such signal service to her country.Most young ladies would fancy a ride with a dashing officer, but not many
would like to take the seat of Miss Sansom.Let her name be remembered in the list of our Southern patriot-women.. .Centurion.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 17, 1863, p. 1, c. 4 [North Carolina]Narrows of the Yadkin,May 10th, 1863.The Pine mountain furnished the material for it. . . . But I am
digressing from "That Hat."It
was manufactured by two interesting little girls from the straw or leaves which
crown the stately and magnificent long-leafed pine, which here towers sublimely
far above every surrounding object, and forms one of the most interesting
landscapes in the country. . . ."That hat" was made and fashioned from
the leaves of those magnificent trees and now crowns the head of a human being!What a transmutation!It is
a beautiful thing; though not "a thing of life," it now protects and
comforts a thing of life.Its fine
workmanship evidences the skill and industry of the noble women of the South,
who are now using every means not only of alleviating the pangs of suffering
humanity, but to establish our independence.May the Lord of hosts bless them, guide and protect them in their
glorious career, and give them, when the toils of this life are over, a final
resting place in heaven.M.S.

SOUTHERN
CONFEDERACY [ATLANTA, GA], May 17, 1863, p. 1, c. 5

[Communicated]
Cotton Spinner's Convention.

In conformity with a request published some time since, a meeting of the
Cotton Spinners of the State was held in Atlanta, Ga., on the 15th of May.There were present, John White, Georgia Factory; Isaac Powell, High
Shoals Factory; Hugh MacLean, Aguadon Mill; Thomas Leslie, Troup Factory; and E.
Steadman, Gwinnet Manufacturing Company.On
motion, John White was elected Chairman, and E. Steadman, Secretary.After consultation, the meeting agreed upon the following

(Circular)
To the Cotton Spinners of Georgia.

In pursuance of a call made upon the Cotton Spinners of Georgia, to
assemble in Convention in the city of Atlanta, for the purpose of taking into
consideration the best means of supplying the great destitution in Cotton Yarns,
now being felt all over our State, the undersigned duly assembled.After a deliberate examination of all the facts laid before us, to-wit:the great scarcity of Cotton Yarns; the limited means of soldiers' wives
and families; the probably continuance of this unholy war; and the apparent
suffering that must continue to accrue to the families of our noble defenders on
account of the scarcity of Yarns; and the almost impossibility of procuring
cotton Cards, we have determined to act upon the following plan, and earnestly
request Cotton Spinners all over the State, heartily to co-operate with us.We hereby pledge ourselves to furnish to Gen. Ira R. Foster,
Quartermaster General of the State of Georgia, one
eighth of our production of Cotton Yarns, weekly, at one
half the current prices at the time they are furnished.--These Yarns to be
issued to the Inferior Courts of each county, and by them to be distributed to
the destitute of their counties, as provided for by a resolution of the late
Legislature.These Yarns to be
delivered by us at the nearest depot of transportation.This plan cannot fail to commend itself to every patriot of the Empire
State.Thousands of our fellow
citizens, clad in the armor of war, are on distant fields battling for our
rights and cheerfully risking their lives in defense of us, our homes and our
altars.Their families are
consigned to our care.They are in great need of Yarns with which to weave them
necessary clothing.Cotton Cards
cannot be procured. Their only hope
is in the factories of their State.To
them they appeal, and to them they surely will not appeal in vain.John White,Georgia Factory.Isaac Powell,High Shoals Factory.Hugh Maclean,Aguadon Mill.Thos. Leslie,Troup Factory.E. Steadman,Gwinnett Manufacturing Company.

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Quartermaster Gen'l's Office,}Atlanta May 15, 1863.}The above circular is sent forth with the earnest hope, that every cotton
spinner in Georgia will cheerfully and promptly respond to its appeal and act
upon its plan.I know of no act by which proprietors of factories can more surely nerve
the arms of our brave soldiers, than by furnishing thread, by which the loved
ones at home can be comfortably clad and protected from the rigors of a coming
winter.A failure to respond will
result in much suffering among the families of those who have sacrificed their
all for our defense and our comfort.Let
it be remembered that without the aid of factories, thread cannot be obtained,
and the destitute poor cannot be clad.Let
the families of our soldiers be fed and clothed, and they will more cheerfully
and patiently bear the toil and suffering of the camp, and more gallantly meet
the assaults of the enemy.Let them
be neglected, and dissatisfaction on the part of many, and desertion in some
will inevitably follow.How much
then depends upon the action of our cotton spinners in this matter!In behalf of the destitute families of our gallant soldiers we appeal to
the cotton spinners of Georgia, we appeal with confidence that they will not
disappoint us, but will nobly and patriotically come to our aid in this our time
of need.The yarns so obtained will be furnished gratuitously
to the destitute of our State.Ira R. Foster,Quartermaster General,State of Georgia.